Futuristic Hackerz~ CS

[Amaya Itami]

Character Sheet UwU

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Bio: (youth or your past in the city, or out if you came from outside the city. Outside the city is wastelands i'll add the areas in a lore thread feel free to give ideas for areas)

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Job: (if your char is so lucky as to have a legit one)

Trauma/triggers: (if your char has any ie sensitive to blades because of past self harm stuff like that)

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[Amaya Itami]

Basic:

Appearance:


Eye color: Gold

Hair color: Red Blue and Black

Height: 5ft. 3 in.

Weight: 115lbs

Name: Ayano Neori (Yano or ori for short)

Age: 23 (she doesn't look 23 or act like it but she is)

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Hetero probably

Class: Emitter

Background:


Bio: Ayano grew up on the edge of the Genesis district and Transport central. This gave her a bit more privilege than people who grew up outside of Neogen or in the slums or underground. She led a relatively normal life with 2 parents and a sister a year younger than her. Well, until one day when they were on their way to school in the 9th and 10th grade 4 big men cornered them. they picked them up and their screams for help were drowned out by the city noise. long story short the men had bad intentions. and before officers arrived her sister had been too severely abused to survive. Ayano on the other had been sexually assaulted and touched in ways she never wanted. But she survived, because she was the second course to these men, while her sister was the first. that's why she became an officer. She didn't care about most crimes. But if she could keep a look out for other small girls like her and she could learn to protect herself then maybe it would make a difference. After the death of her sister and Ayano was returned home the trauma tore her parents apart. They divorced and she lived with her Father until she was an adult. Her mother couldn't bare to see her, it only reminded her of the crime scene photos the police had shown her. As an adult she pushes this trauma behind her and doesn't let it show.

Personality: Bubbly and confident Ayano never shy's away from anyone though she is most cautious around men...She's quick to spend her money and call it therapy she doesn't have many friends but she doesn't let it bother her, she'll find her people one day.

Job: an officer of the law she hides her abilities from everyone. Since her Emitter abilities began to surface while she was in school for Criminal punishment. Yes, criminal punishment not criminal justice. There is no Justice here. She decided to keep going even though she'd be locked up for sure if anyone found out. She didn't have enough money to bribe anyone soooo.

Trauma/triggers: Sexual Assault/sexual violence, if she sees it she freezes no matter how much she wants to help or do something

Other:

Open to romance: Yes flirting is ok

Likes: Fashion, bright colors, flashy clothes, cake, fizzy drinks, the Neon district

Dislikes: Buzzkills, her peers at work, creepy men who think she's a child, physical touch even hugs

Favorite place to hang out at: Neon District


Extra!:
*She loves money and will accept bribes rather easily as well
*She uses her Emitter powers to create the Illusion of a different appearance sometimes. when she goes somewhere she doesn't want to be recognized, however she can only do it up to 3 hours at a time
*She would die to attend a NeoGen original fashion show in the city center
*She's allergic to Shellfish
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[Enmyira]

CAS

Cas

Straight, Questioning

Female

Heavy Rubble Clean Up

Cas Con

Info:

Eye color: Grey

Hair color: Black, but currently blond

Height: 5' 4"

Weight: 110

Class: Conjurer

She can conjure up a small smart wrist-watch gadget with wireless ear buds.. that over time she adapts to do all sorts of things.. for example, she can use it as a mediocre listening device, a shoddy map, take note and warn her if someone particularly dangerous is near by, but not where exactly.. etc. Small things.

BACKGROUND ||| BIO ||| OTHER

Bio: Cass grew up on the streets. She threw in with local gangs young.. and learned from them the rules of the world and how to be smart. During the day she holds down a steady job that gives her plenty of exercise and muscle. She can definitely hold her own in a fist fight and more.. Most of her time is spent working, in her apartment, or off in The Play Square with her crew partying it up. She's not a social person by nature, so other than that she keeps to herself. If she sees anyone getting ruffled up in the street and struggling to really hold their own or are in actual danger.. she steps in and gives the other part a good 'what-for'.

Personality: No time for BS.. unless its the time for BS. Which in that case.. bring out the drinks and lets have some fun!

Job: Demolition removal and clean up. If something is broken.. she moves it and cleans up the area. Stuff too small for the government machines, but almost too big for a single human to move. Usually works in a team of two or three.

Trauma/triggers: Black Dress Shirts with Purple dress Ties.. The only rich person who ever beat her senseless in a fight.. *cough*... he was also the leader of a rival gang she was in.. hmm. That thug life is behind her now.. but some if it still haunts her. She has some left over mannerisms and skills from those days.

Open to romance?: Yes but is rather oblivious about it.

LIKES

Cass is pretty simple. She loves Whisky. And Beer. Sodas or anything else bubbly as well. Green, Plant life! Heck, in her small shabby appartment, theres probably ten different types of potted plants that flourish in the din light. They arent arranged messily, no, rather the opposite! They're artfully placed and tastefully trimmed and grown. Heh.. probably the only part of her life that looks that way. Nice. One of the plants, some sort of Ivy, has grown up over a metal grid that adorns one wall. It Makes it seem like a lovely little forest. But of course its not. Right Right.. getting a little carried away here. Lets see. What else does she like?... oh! Yes. She loves space and stars.. planets.. she even has a few long forgotten posters of planets. They adorn the ceiling in her bedroom..

DISLIKES

Oh stars, do not give her straight plain tomatoes! She HATES them with all her being.. Yuck! Oh fish too. Just nope. Even a wiff of anything fishy makes her gag. Yick. Her most dissliked thing.. that will probably get a chunk of rubble to the face.. is people tellin her what to do when she's already doing in. Like why? Cant they see she's already busy with it? Why nagg her and tell her to pick this or that up when its literally in her hand... "Yeah JERRY I'm LOOKIN at you!"

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[Prodigious Mage]

Eye Color: Dark Grey

Hair Color: Light Blonde

Height: 04"10 (147cm)

Weight: 95lbs (43kg)

Name: Morgan Amsel

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Demiromantic Asexual

Class:

Conjurer - A pair of navy blue high-tech glasses with grey trim that allow her to surf through her known memories, the local equivalent of the internet, and, in a jiffy, perform a background check. Rarely used in public unless she's in a real pinch and somewhere she knows she can get away with it, they're a bit... Noticeable.

Background: Morgan Amsel is the daughter of Elise Amsel and Wren Smith, a professional dance instructor and the higher up to... Something, in her words.

She was born in late March shortly after her parents divorced and kept out sight and mind from her father for the first ten or so years of her life, and, for the most part, grew up bouncing from one couch to the next, while her mother did her best to provide for her, and it wasn't until her father became aware of her existence that she and her mother, Elise Amsel, came to an agreement with Dale Wilcox, who, on the grounds that Elise danced and worked at his bar/motel for free, and Morgan become his impromptu delivery girl, he would pay for an apartment in the tiny 'Paradise Complex'.

Afterwards, Morgan became aware of her abilities as a 'Conjurer Hacker', and began to experiment in private with her abilities.

Beyond that her life has been largely uneventful.

Bio: [I'm going to assume this part is where we set up basic lore for our characters, who they know, what they do, grudges and such.]

Delivery Girl for the Midnight Run Bar/Motel
Charge of Dale Wilcox
Daughter of Elise Amsel and Wren Smith
Senior at Oswald-Claire Public High School
Friend of Kendall Harriet

Personality: Sharp tongued and dry humored, Morgan typically presents herself as a deeply jaded young woman with a rather... Morbid outlook on life. Underneath this exterior though, is just a tired young woman with an interest in studying for the fun of it, and really into music, movies, and fantasy literature.

Job: Delivery Girl ['Officially', she doesn't get paid for it, it's one of the conditions that lets her and her mother, Elise, for their 'sponsor' to pay their rent.]

Trauma/Triggers: Generally speaking, if you're going to torture someone in front of her and or have her stumble upon a brutal triple homicide it's a no-go, otherwise Morgan, and by extension her Rper, is more than willing to power through most things.

Other:

Open to romance?: Yes, albeit Morgan the character will take a good amount of time in-story to get anywhere substantial, much less really warm up to any of the other characters. She just... Wants to know someone before jumping into a relationship, and she's not into sex. It's... Weird , complicated, and too messy for her liking, by her words.

Likes: Sweets, pastries, spicy anything, classic and modern literature, computers, making things.

Dislikes: Salty and sour foods, Nuts Bakery Goods, Li's Chinese Food, heights, the idea that she should dye her hair a more 'girly' color, or grow it out past her shoulders.

Favorite Place To Hang Out At: Morgan doesn't have much money to spare on a good day, and with her 'Job' forcing her all over the city... Well, if she were being truthful Play-Square is probably the only place she can honestly say she feels relatively safe, she's lived a good chunk of her knows not to trust anyone from there, and Dale has made it incredibly clear what'll happen to anyone who feels brave enough to try take out his delivery girl. Beyond that, she likes the Neon District for the simple fact that she doesn't have to watch her back constantly.

Extra!:

- Morgan, once upon a time, nearly set her father on fire, both her mother, and her father for that matter, consider it an acceptable reaction to whatever the hell was said to her during the incident.
- Morgan and Elise's 'sponsor' is a man by the name of Dale Wilcox, and is the owner of a bar/motel hybrid called the 'Midnight Run', and is most certainly running something illegal, but has pretty much mastered 'Plausible Deniability'.
- Morgan's father, Wren Smith, is a very well known, if incredibly weird, man that acts as the higher up to something out of pure loyalty. He's also divorced from Elise for the simple fact, one, he didn't know Morgan existed until she was ten, (which Elise made sure of, as far as she's concerned, the girl is her daughter, and if Wren wants to be a coward so be it), and second, to 'protect' her. Elise is bitter over the latter. Despite this, it's obvious Wren and Elise are incredibly close, and care for one another.
- Elise's real name, isn't Elise Amsel. She also dances for a living, and no, it's NOT what your thinking, and if you say as such, Morgan will find a way to kill you.
- Elise and Morgan live in a run-down apartment block consisting of seven buildings that are each eleven stories tall, a somewhat large common area between the buildings, a small garage for residents cars, and their apartment is actually two very small ones, with, in their words, a 'pretty' hole in the kitchen walls to connect them.
- Morgan is a very petite young woman, her mother is... Very well endowed, by comparison.
- Morgan dated the Midnight Run's young bartender, Kendall Harriet, (who has just recently turned nineteen, and should very much NOT be a bartender), but broke up with him due to their goals in life conflicting to much for a relationship to work. They're still friends though.
- Morgan actually cut her her hair to her chin when she was fifteen, and dyed an eye searing neon green. She kept the hair length, she ditched the hair dye.
- The Midnight Run has two locations, it's more legal counterpart is in the Neon District, but Dale mainly operates out of Play Square, the one in Play Square also triples as a casino.
- As a small child, Morgan created an alcove in the raftors of the Midnight Run Play Square casino, it's still there, it's mostly out of sight, and she still uses it, Dale is aware of it.
- Dale views Morgan as a surrogate daughter of sorts, Morgan views him as the freaky cousin no one talks about.
- Morgan can't stand Peanut Butter.
- Morgan gets her looks from her father, blonde hair, pale skin, the inexplicable ability to tear someone's entire arguement apart with a LOOK... She gets her eyes from her mother though, shape wise, no one knows where she got the gray from. Elise has hazel, Wren has blue.
- Morgan wants to become a veterinarian.

 

[LieutenantL]

Basic:


(Face Claim: Osamu Dazai from Bungo Stray Dogs)

Eye color: Hazel

Hair color: Dark Brown

Height: 5 foot 10

Weight: 146 Ibs

Name: Victor Hawke

Nickname: Prefers to go by his last name. Detective Hawke or just plain Detective is also fine. Makes him feel special.

Age: 25

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Class: Tamer

Pet Name: Lookout

Pet Appearance: Lookout is a small rat-like creature made from discarded electrical tape, wires, and many other pieces of scrap. It is small enough to pass as a normal rodent in the dark and even most tamers don't take notice of it.

Background:


(Face Claim: Osamu Dazai from Bungo Stray Dogs)


Bio:
Victor grew up in The Dark Gate and he hated it. His father, Roman Hawke, was a dignified street fighter and often traveled around the entire city to fight strong opponents and win cash prizes. His mother was unemployed and became so soon after she became pregnant with his little sister. This was when he was eight years old and didn't understand that they were even lucky to still have an apartment, even in The Dark Gate. He was lucky his father was such a good fighter. All good things, however, always come to an end. When Victor was 15, Roman received a devastating blow to his head and ended up in a bit of a coma. He eventually woke up 2 weeks later but the damage was already done. In his absence, Victor had to scramble to get a job and support his mother and sister while also paying for his father's medical bills.

After nearly a month, Roman came home in tatters. His street fighter legacy was ruined and his head was never in the right place for him to land a stable job. Instead, he let Victor take over to be the "Family Man" which irritated Victor to no end. He couldn't do anything about it though and decided to grit his teeth and bear the responsibility. Over time his little sister and mother became more distant with him due to him having 2 and a half jobs at once. He simply didn't have any time to spend with the family that he was working so hard for. Victor ended up failing school even after trying to balance it with his work but gave up after realizing it wouldn't get him anywhere in this city anyways.

At the age of 19, Victor finally managed to snag a decent job at a warehousing facility and was happy to quit his other jobs for the better pay of this one. Around this same time, he managed to finish paying off the hospital debt. He started to spend more time with his family and managed to reconnect with his little sister, often taking her to Shurbery Park. It was small, littered with trash, and full of smog but there were actual trees, small little flowers, and best of all...grass. Laying in the grass calmed Victor to no end and he loved to talk with his sibling about all kinds of things. He'd even stare up into the smog and try to see different shapes or animals in them as it wafted by.

It was also where he met his best friend. Well, his best rat friend anyhow. While his sister couldn't see it (and thought he was making fun of her childless), Victor surely could. A small rat-like creature made from what looked to be debris and wires, all wrapped up like a mummy with electrical tape. At first, the man had thought it was just another shitty "modern art" project but when it started to move he thought otherwise. The next day he came to the park alone and saw it again. It seemed to be keeping watch from a little hole in the tree. As soon as Victor approached it, the creature quickly ducked itself back into its hiding spot. Needless to say, they became best friends in a week. As no one else could see Lookout (Victor is reaaaal creative with names), he decided it was his responsibility to give him a home. Lookout warmed up quick, clinging to Victor much like his sister. She didn't appreciate the comparison.

His family would eventually move away not a year later and despite hating the city when he was a kid, Victor felt most comfortable staying in NeoGen. The apartment ownership was transferred to him and after finding many hidden secrets regarding his warehouse job (It was an accident, he swears!), he decided to put his investigation skills to use. It was on a whim that he opened his own PI office, really. But it turned out to be one of his better decisions. With the help of Lookout, he was able to solve many cases without even being noticed and some people began to speak of his brilliance, yet odd nature. Something of a mad scientist in the PI business.

He ran that PI office for a good 3 years before tragedy struck. He found people bad-mouthing his office. His office building started charging him more for rent and fewer people begin to need his help. There were even some people that set him up with an impossible job just to make him look bad and slander his reputation. He was forced to shut down his business and started to job search again. He was upset, disgusted, and angry. How could they just slam the door on him? After helping people and even stoping certain criminal activities, the government had decided they didn't want him helping their citizens anymore. Absolute bullshit. On top of that, unemployment was at an all-time low which made it nearly impossible to find a job. He couldn't even make Lookout do tricks on the street cause no one could see him dammit!

And so, for 2 years now, Victor continued to do what he did best. Snoop around and help people out. Not just with cases anymore. He hid innocent people from the police, stopped people from scamming others, lied for his colleagues, and gathered much-needed information on rotten politicians. He spent most of his time in The Dark Gate and Electric Avenue but dared to venture down into the Underground in case he needed something specific. He made connections and once again, made a name for himself. This time, however, he was off the grid. To the government he was just a jobless 25 years old, living in a run-down apartment with noisy neighbors. Until now...

Personality:
If one word could be used to describe Victor, then that would be...eccentric. Many people don't understand what goes through his mind, especially during a case. He does odd things at odd times around odd people. As a result, many people tend to find him unreliable at first until they see him in action. Not one to shy away from cracking jokes, some people may even find Victor absolutely inappropriate and crude. Despite all of this, once you get to know Victor then many of his weird qualities and quirks can be understood. The man is also known to hate the higherups, usually spiting them if they ever come up in conversation along with a string of curses.

Job: Victor worked many odd jobs during his teens to help support his family but eventually settled on what he did best, snooping. He became a PI of NeoGen City at the young age of 20 and helped many citizens with their problems. He solved many Infidelity cases and performed many background checks on the populace. Victor even started to make a name for himself as an honest, hardworking detective unlike the government and police of NeoGen. This, unfortunately, caused his downfall as the attention eventually made its way to the higher-ups of the rotten city. A couple of strings pulled, some whispered gossip and soon his office was shut down and Victor found himself jobless. Currently searching for work, he still maintains an underground information hub and helps people with their problems away from the public eye.

Trauma/triggers: Victor has seen a lot and nothing really gets to him anymore.

Other:


(Face Claim: Osamu Dazai from Bungo Stray Dogs)


Open to romance?: Yes, though Victor has had many failed relationships. Never get together with a client...

Likes: Coffee (Black), Lookout, Karaoke

Dislikes: Smokers, Sewer sludge, His damn NOISY NEIGHBORS (KEEP IT DOWN WILL YA!)

Favorite place to hang out at: One of the very few (and I mean verrrrry few) natural parks left in NeoGen. Mostly Shurbery Park.

Extra!:
- Victor's family, who he supported in his teens, eventually did move out of the city in search of better living conditions. Victor, who was a grown adult at the time, chose to remain in NeoGem where is P.I. office was doing well.
- Victor hates smokers solely because his mother was a smoker and the price of cigarettes often cut into their finance issues
- Victor has gotten with seven, yes seven, of his clients before. Each one ended badly and a couple even ended with a restraining order.
- Victor, while trained in the use of a pistol, is awful in a fight. His father was a street fighter but those genes did NOT pass down to him.

(will add more if anything comes to mind)​

 

[DapperCharmer2.0]

Appearance:

Eye color: Hazel

Hair color: Black

Height: 5"12

Weight: 150lbs

Name: Ethan Summers

Street Name: Warlock

Age: 22

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Bisexual

Class: Emitter

Bio: Ethan spent all of his childhood in the slums, always saving any scrap he made to one day make it to the Genesis district; even for a day. He'd heard the rumors and wonders of digital music. At age 14 he got his wish. It was only enough for the travel cost and one song to be played on a Digital Cafe Device. Hearing it changed everything. It brought him a feeling of joy....and sadness. The music was beautiful.....so why could everyone hear it? Poor and Rich alike.

This sense of injustice grew days later when his home was ransacked by police on the hunt for a Hacker. No warrant, no reason, just destruction and violence. No one was killed, but his mom had been beaten. The final straw came when he found he was a hacker. His mother was distraught and took her life. 'They won't get the chance', her note read. Ethan had known it meant the Police; who would kill her for birthing an "abomination"

From then on, Ethan went underground and became an activist. Using his own music to inspire change.

Personality: Ethan is...complicated. On stage and in person he seems like a ball of energy and life. But behind closed doors her a lot....quieter. He can be emotional and thoughtful. But no matter, in public or alone, Ethan is fiercely determined and a follower of justice

Job: DJ / Activist (neither are legal)

Trauma/triggers: Suicide (Witnessed his mother hang herself)

Open to romance?: Ethan is a hopeless romantic and huge flirt

Likes: Music, Freedom, Cats

Dislikes: The Police, Soup, Pet Birds (cant stand seeing them in cages)

Favorite place to hang out at: Neon District

Extra!: Tattoos that only show up under black light

 

[Amaya Itami]

Eye Color: Dark Grey

Hair Color: Light Blonde

Height: 04"10 (147cm)

Weight: 95lbs (43kg)

Name: Morgan Amsel

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Demiromantic Asexual

Class:

Conjurer - A pair of navy blue high-tech glasses with grey trim that allow her to surf through her known memories, the local equivalent of the internet, and, in a jiffy, perform a background check. Rarely used in public unless she's in a real pinch and somewhere she knows she can get away with it, they're a bit... Noticeable.

Background: Morgan Amsel is the daughter of Elise Amsel and Wren Smith, a professional dance instructor and the higher up to... Something, in her words.

She was born in late March shortly after her parents divorced and kept out sight and mind from her father for the first ten or so years of her life, and, for the most part, grew up bouncing from one couch to the next, while her mother did her best to provide for her, and it wasn't until her father became aware of her existence that she and her mother, Elise Amsel, came to an agreement with Dale Wilcox, who, on the grounds that Elise danced and worked at his bar/motel for free, and Morgan become his impromptu delivery girl, he would pay for an apartment in the tiny 'Paradise Complex'.

Afterwards, Morgan became aware of her abilities as a 'Conjurer Hacker', and began to experiment in private with her abilities.

Beyond that her life has been largely uneventful.

Bio: [I'm going to assume this part is where we set up basic lore for our characters, who they know, what they do, grudges and such.]

Delivery Girl for the Midnight Run Bar/Motel
Charge of Dale Wilcox
Daughter of Elise Amsel and Wren Smith
Senior at Oswald-Claire Public High School
Friend of Kendall Harriet

Personality: Sharp tongued and dry humored, Morgan typically presents herself as a deeply jaded young woman with a rather... Morbid outlook on life. Underneath this exterior though, is just a tired young woman with an interest in studying for the fun of it, and really into music, movies, and fantasy literature.

Job: Delivery Girl ['Officially', she doesn't get paid for it, it's one of the conditions that lets her and her mother, Elise, for their 'sponsor' to pay their rent.]

Trauma/Triggers: Generally speaking, if you're going to torture someone in front of her and or have her stumble upon a brutal triple homicide it's a no-go, otherwise Morgan, and by extension her Rper, is more than willing to power through most things.

Other:

Open to romance?: Yes, albeit Morgan the character will take a good amount of time in-story to get anywhere substantial, much less really warm up to any of the other characters. She just... Wants to know someone before jumping into a relationship, and she's not into sex. It's... Weird , complicated, and too messy for her liking, by her words.

Likes: Sweets, pastries, spicy anything, classic and modern literature, computers, making things.

Dislikes: Salty and sour foods, Nuts Bakery Goods, Li's Chinese Food, heights, the idea that she should dye her hair a more 'girly' color, or grow it out past her shoulders.

Favorite Place To Hang Out At: [TBA]

Extra!:

- Morgan, once upon a time, nearly set her father on fire, both her mother, and her father for that matter, consider it an acceptable reaction to whatever the hell was said to her during the incident.
- Morgan and Elise's 'sponsor' is a man by the name of Dale Wilcox, and is the owner of a bar/motel hybrid called the 'Midnight Run', and is most certainly running something illegal, but has pretty much mastered 'Plausible Deniability'.
- Morgan's father, Wren Smith, is a very well known, if incredibly weird, man that acts as the higher up to something out of pure loyalty. He's also divorced from Elise for the simple fact, one, he didn't know Morgan existed until she was ten, (which Elise made sure of, as far as she's concerned, the girl is her daughter, and if Wren wants to be a coward so be it), and second, to 'protect' her. Elise is bitter over the latter. Despite this, it's obvious Wren and Elise are incredibly close, and care for one another.
- Elise's real name, isn't Elise Amsel. She also dances for a living, and no, it's NOT what your thinking, and if you say as such, Morgan will find a way to kill you.
- Elise and Morgan live in a run-down apartment block consisting of seven buildings that are each eleven stories tall, a somewhat large common area between the buildings, a small garage for residents cars, and their apartment is actually two very small ones, with, in their words, a 'pretty' hole in the kitchen walls to connect them.
- Morgan is a very petite young woman, her mother is... Very well endowed, by comparison.
- Morgan dated the Midnight Run's young bartender, Kendall Harriet, (who has just recently turned nineteen, and should very much NOT be a bartender), but broke up with him due to their goals in life conflicting to much for a relationship to work. They're still friends though.
- Morgan actually cut her her hair to her chin when she was fifteen.

Love the use of glasses! Accepted! (just add the favorite place later and let me know when u do, i'm working on the place descriptions rn)

 

[Amaya Itami]

Basic:

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(Face Claim: Osamu Dazai from Bungo Stray Dogs)

Eye color: Hazel

Hair color: Dark Brown

Height: 5 foot 10

Weight: 146 Ibs

Name: Victor Hawkes

Age: 25

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Class: Tamer

Pet Name: Lookout

Pet Appearance: Lookout is a small rat-like creature made from discarded electrical tape, wires, and many other pieces of scrap. It is small enough to pass as a normal rodent in the dark and even most tamers don't take notice of it.

Background:

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(Face Claim: Osamu Dazai from Bungo Stray Dogs)


Bio:

Personality: If one word could be used to describe Victor, then that would be...eccentric. Many people don't understand what goes through his mind, especially during a case. He does odd things at odd times around odd people. As a result, many people tend to find him unreliable at first until they see him in action. Not one to shy away from cracking jokes, some people may even find Victor absolutely inappropriate and crude. Despite all of this, once you get to know Victor then many of his weird qualities and quirks can be understood. The man is also known to hate the higherups, usually spiting them if they ever come up in conversation along with a string of curses.

Job: Victor worked many odd jobs during his teens to help support his family but eventually settled on what he did best, snooping. He became a PI of NeoGen City at the young age of 20 and helped many citizens with their problems. He solved many Infidelity cases and performed many background checks on the populace. Victor even started to make a name for himself as an honest, hardworking detective unlike the government and police of NeoGen. This, unfortunately, caused his demise as the attention eventually made its way to the higher-ups of the rotten city. A couple of strings pulled, some whispered gossip and soon his office was shut down and Victor found himself jobless. Currently searching for work, he still maintains an underground information hub and helps people with their problems away from the public eye.

Trauma/triggers: Victor has seen a lot and nothing really gets to him anymore.

Other:

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(Face Claim: Osamu Dazai from Bungo Stray Dogs)


Open to romance?: Yes, though Victor has had many failed relationships. Never get together with a client...

Likes: Coffee (Black), Lookout, Karaoke

Dislikes: Smokers, Sewer sludge, His damn NOISY NEIGHBORS (KEEP IT DOWN WILL YA!)

Favorite place to hang out at: One of the very few (and I mean verrrrry few) natural parks left in NeoGen

Extra!:
- Victor's family, who he supported in his teens, eventually did move out of the city in search of better living conditions. Victor, who was a grown adult at the time, chose to remain in NeoGem where is P.I. office was doing well.
- Victor hates smokers solely because his mother was a smoker and the price of cigarettes often cut into their finance issues
- Victor has gotten with seven, yes seven, of his clients before. Each one ended badly and a couple even ended with a restraining order.

(will add more if anything comes to mind)​

DAZAI DAZAI DAZAI Love it! nice pet too! Accepted!

 

[Amaya Itami]

Appearance:

Eye color: Hazel

Hair color: Black

Height: 5"12

Weight: 150lbs

Name: Ethan Summers

Street Name: Warlock

Age: 22

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Bisexual

Class: Emitter

Bio: Ethan spent all of his childhood in the slums, always saving any scrap he made to one day make it to the Neon district; even for a day. He'd heard the rumors and wonders of digital music. At age 14 he got his wish. It was only enough for the travel cost and one song to be played on a Digital Cafe Device. Hearing it changed everything. It brought him a feeling of joy....and sadness. The music was beautiful.....so why could everyone hear it? Poor and Rich alike.

This sense of injustice grew days later when his home was ransacked by police on the hunt for a Hacker. No warrant, no reason, just destruction and violence. No one was killed, but his mom had been beaten. The final straw came when he found he was a hacker. His mother was distraught and took her life. 'They won't get the chance', her note read. Ethan had known it meant the Police; who would kill her for birthing an "abomination"

From then on, Ethan went underground and became an activist. Using his own music to inspire change.

Personality: Ethan is...complicated. On stage and in person he seems like a ball of energy and life. But behind closed doors her a lot....quieter. He can be emotional and thoughtful. But no matter, in public or alone, Ethan is fiercely determined and a follower of justice

Job: DJ / Activist (neither are legal)

Trauma/triggers: Suicide (Witnessed his mother hang herself)

Open to romance?: Ethan is a hopeless romantic and huge flirt

Likes: Music, Freedom, Cats

Dislikes: The Police, Soup, Pet Birds (cant stand seeing them in cages)

Favorite place to hang out at: TBA

Extra!: Tattoos that only show up under black light

that's quite the backstory i love ;-; and the tattoos are cool! Accepted!

 

[ScatheAriiasqDrayceon]

Basic:

Appearance:

I will get a drawing of them up, but for now, here's a copy/paste:

Tall and lanky with the general vibe of a displeased stork, Ariiasq's general impression is "Tall angry thing", which is actually quite accurate. Their eyes are gold-brown with a bright yellow ring around the edge. Dark circles that makes one think sleep is optional tend to rest under their eyes no matter if they've slept or not. They look as if they run off spite and spite alone, especially with their habit of baring their teeth at people in what could generously be described as a "grimace".

Usually found wearing a plain red or black shirt, black jeans, and running around barefoot like an absolute heathen, "Arii", as they are often called, has no style. Or, rather, they do, it's just that it's plain, and they absolutely do not care. If they absolutely must, they could be persuaded to wear nicer (read: not stained, torn, or otherwise in disrepair) clothes that look similar to the rest of their apparel and an overdress with an open fronted skirt.


Eye color: Gold-brown

Hair color: Deep, near-black red

Height: 5'8-9"

Weight: 115lbs

Name: Ariiasq (aree-aush-K) Au Raa

Age: 14

Gender: Nonbinary

Sexuality: Ace/Aro

Class: Tamer

Companion name: They'll call him any number of names, but the most common seems to be "Jet" or "Arian".

Companion desc.:

Many tamers have described Jet—it's hard to miss him, at around 7'6" at the head—but none seem to be able agree on what he actually looks like. Most describe him as a vaguely lizardlike entity made almost completely of gray-colored wire with a long, prehensile tail and wings of thick black smog that crackles with unshed electricity and rises out of his back, a maw with teeth of bent and sharpened steel leaking blue light.

Yet, there are a rare few who cite this alleged monster as a humanoid figure, misty black smoke obscuring most of his form save his forearms, which are made of a similar wire as his other appearance, the smog wings described as being folded carefully backward, much too long to look natural. Vague blue lights act almost as eyes, decidedly disturbing, human-like expressions usually warding off most.

Background:

Bio:
Ariiasq hasn't really lived long enough to have much happen to them. They move almost robotically through life, all-but disassociating through school and all other noon activities. And then night falls, and it's as if they wake up, sneaking out of their parents' house and taking to the street.

The first time they did this, they found a trashed computer under a dumpster. At the time, they didn't know what it was and took it home, curious. And then they started learning. As with all things that pique their interest, Ariiasq hyperfixiated on the curious little gadget that flickered and sparked, slowly teaching themself how to take it apart and put it back together. They learned with leaps and bounds, something in them clicking with the little machine.

So they kept going out, scavenging items (mainly electronics), learning how they work, then, slowly, trying to rebuild them. The first attempts went as well as you'd think; fried circuit boards, blown fuses, and batteries that had to be very quickly removed before they blew up or whatever warning too smudged to read was printed on the thing.

They were working on what would, eventually be their first successful build when he walked by.

Tall and wreathed in black smoke, form exuding tiredness, was what they came to associate with Jet. He looked at them, and they stared. He was the strangest thing they'd ever seen, even by their standards, having seen many odd smoke-wreathed things.

So, they asked him a question.

"Do you know anything about computers?"

And it spiraled from there.

Jet, as it turned out, knew absolutely nothing about computers, but was happy to sit and listen quietly, occasionally pointing out something that seemed to be common sense to him, but after the first few meetings, Jet decided that's one thing Ariiasq lacked; common sense.

He was decently sure the only reason they were still alive was because he knew quite a lot about medicine, having followed (read; stalked) a doctor out of curiosity.

Presently, Jet is Ariiasq's impulse control, common sense, and guardian, dealing with most of the threats that may present themselves and scaring the shit out of any tamer who has the misfortune of accidentally getting too close and watching a seven-foot-tall horror beast with fangs longer than fingers melt out of the shadows.

Ariiasq, however, is currently making a decent savings selling the things they mindlessly create.

Personality:

Ariiasq is a curious thing. Outwardly, in the day time, they look like they're staring off into space the whole time, never answering questions in class and practically sleeping with their eyes open, which isn't exactly wrong.

At night, however, they perk up, growing active and chattery (only, really, at Jet), often bolting straight for the places they may find wrecked electronics and, if they decide it's a slow day, scaling a small building to breathe in the night air and just exist for a bit.

Outside of these times, they almost always look vaguely pissed, speaking shortly and with little mind for softening truths, they pride themself on being logical, which would be a good thing if they weren't borderline sociopathic about it. If there is no reason to help, they won't, having long since given up on personal attachment (aside from Jet, but that took months) due to... reasons.

Job: They sell whatever they make; they have no use for it, after all; they just like making things.

Trauma/triggers:

-Ariiasq doesn't like people asking them to do things. It makes them anxious, very anxious and suspicious, and if you push it, they'll lash out.

-They have a very hard time forming any kind of emotional connection to anything. As you may note, their parents are mentioned only once in their bio. That is why.

Other:

Open to romance?: Nope!

Likes: Quiet, the dark, technology, Jet, warm places.

Dislikes: Anything that's the opposite of the above, the cold, caffeine, Jet actually managing to trick them into sleeping early.

Favorite place to hang out at: Ariiasq likes sitting up high, and is usually found on top of buildings in the middle of the night.

Extra:

-Aphantasic
-Has a hard time with their memory
-Hates being touched, but likes the concept of cuddles

 

[mielty]

(art by Audelade on Deviantart)

Eye color: Dark brown

Hair color: Naturally chestnut brown, has been dyed golden blond at the ends

Height: 5’6" / 168 cm

Weight: 116 lbs / 53 kg

Name: Jun

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Pansexual

Class: Emitter

Background: Jun was born and raised in Transport Central, cramped inside of a crusty one-bedroom suite with a drug-lord father, a deadbeat mother, and a dreary half-sister. Money wasn’t really an issue, except for the fact that most of it went into synthesizing yet another hallucinogen, opioid, so on and so forth.

Surrounded by everything deplorable, the only motto that mattered to Jun was "If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em." He became his father’s drug runner by 9 years old. Far too many childhood memories involved weaving through the streets of Electric Ave, checking over each shoulder, unwelcome touches from random creeps, and holding a bag of whatever new addictive substance was in demand.

Jun’s academic potential was wasted as he tried and failed to balance home, school, and a lifestyle that would only kill him faster. He dropped out at 16, but regrets hang heavy and he studies in his spare time at electro cafes. In a particularly risky deal, Jun accidentally discovered his powers as an Emitter while escaping a cop. Word spread of the incident, and Jun has kept his face hidden ever since.

BIO​

Personality: As much as he tries to be a hardass criminal, Jun is still just a naive child who craves approval and fears the consequences of failing someone, especially if it’s someone he deeply cares about. This leads to his inner perfectionist taking over, where he puts all of his effort into a task and gets extremely frustrated when he perceives others as obstacles to getting work done. Despite this, Jun is intuitive and amiable in his own strange way, cautiously making small talk, dryly cracking dirty jokes, and always offering to be of some help. He is incredibly loyal to the people to manages to trust, and isn’t afraid to be vulnerable around those select few.

Job: Drug runner (obviously pretty damn illegal), active in various parts of NeoGen. Sure it’s horrible for everyone involved, but money is what matters, right?

Trauma/triggers: Sexual harassment and domestic violence

OTHER​

Open to romance?: Jun doesn’t often fall in love, but in the rare instance that he does, he falls hard

Likes: Sweet energy drinks, cold weather, motorcycles, loud music

Dislikes: Being alone, heights, confrontation, quiet

Favorite place to hang out at: Electro cafes are Jun’s hangout of choice. Electronics + sugary caffeinated drinks = perfection

Extra!
• Jun’s family has no clue that he is an Emitter, and he’d prefer to keep it that way
• Jun hates that he enables dangerous habits, but he hates dying young and broke even more. He hopes to quit working for his father one day but runs the risk of losing his home, his respect from his family and underground affiliates, and his half-decent paycheck
• Got a neck tattoo and ear piercings... all while blackout drunk. Jun doesn’t seem to regret them at least
• Has braces and is slightly embarrassed by them

 

[BittyBobcat]

Basic:

Appearance: Gray is a tall, lanky man that's so pale that he looks like he might be ill. The dark circles under his eyes and his habit of talking to someone that most people can't see don't help this. Generally, he looks rather disheveled, with short messy hair and a stubbly beard (both are black and peppered with grey hairs). Despite the fact that he usually wears a glare fit to kill, it would be hard to think of him as threatening because he also looks like he's on the edge of passing out most of the time. His fashion is generally quite plain (mostly muted colors that would blend in with a smoggy environment) and somewhat ragged (more due to lack of anything better to wear than choice). He often wears a white mask over his mouth and nose (basically an N-95, notably isn't built to withstand the vapors he often finds himself near) and usually has slight indented marks on his face where the straps are tight after taking it off.


(Faceclaim courtesy of the amazing and skilled artist Tapfic )

Eye color: Hazel

Hair color: Black (w/ some grey hairs)

Height: 6'1" (~185cm)

Weight: 142lbs

Name: Luca Graymin (usually goes by Gray)

Age: 36

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Homosexual

Class: Tamer

Pet Name: Pest

Pet Desc:

Often (accurately) described by Gray as "a gaseous little shit". Pest is a vaguely cat-shaped blob of fumes (mostly opaque, usually gray or black in color, but it depends on what her last meal was). A single, spherical yellow light about the size of a thumb floats through her body (it appears to be torn from an electronic of some sort) and often rests where her "head" is, appearing almost like an eye. Another broken one often floats to the left of it. She tends to keep a few shards of glass in her as well (or really anything sharp) that are usually used like claws (either for defense purposes or simply annoying Gray). Pest normally stays at the size of an average house cat, however she can grow larger if she has access to enough fumes (maximum is around the size of a tiger).

Background:

Bio: Gray's parents own a family-run restaurant that operates within the Genesis District. Because of the restaurant's success and popularity, they were pretty rich and greatly valued reputation. So when Gray first began mentioning the monsters he saw, his family quickly dismissed them as a child's delusions and tried to convince him not to tell anyone else about them for fear of people thinking it odd. As he grew older, he continued to talk about/react to them and his family began to wonder if he was insane. They eventually got him on some anti-psychotic meds to shut him up and, even though they didn't actually get rid of the monsters Gray was seeing, he stopped mentioning them.

By the time he was 19, he was both used to keeping secrets from his family and in the process of realizing he was gay. It was around this time that Gray fell in love with a man named Ven. As they grew closer, Gray admitted quite a lot about how he still doubted his sanity and saw monsters that no one else seemed to acknowledge. Unfortunately, Ven was originally planning to only have a short fling with Gray and was sticking around only because he learned he was rich. Ven used his insecurities to gaslight/emotionally manipulate Gray into being essentially dependent on him. Through this secret relationship, Ven was able to convince Gray to covertly get him money from his (admittedly, rather small) cut of the restaurant's earnings.

Over time, Gray's mental health deteriorated. When Ven began demanding too much money for him to supply, he finally snapped and left him. Before he left, Ven threatened to out Gray to his family. Instead of letting Ven blackmail him, he came completely clean to his family... and was promptly disowned.

Gray was sitting in an alleyway, wondering where he went wrong, when a cat-like creature approached him. He assumed it was a hallucination, but he had nothing left to lose, so he talked to it.

Eventually, he befriended the creature (whom he named Pest), and decided she had to be real because sometimes other people responded to the things she did (though, it seemed they still couldn't see her). Once he learned that she could control vapors, they started working as a bodyguard/escort team (Gray as the face of the operation, Pest as the "sentient cloud of vapors that you probably don't want to inhale") in the Dark Gate. It doesn't pay him well because he is rather picky about the jobs he takes (he still has moral standards, after all), and he has become slightly infamous for the fact that he both seems somewhat insane (he talks to someone that isn't there) and oddly effective (people who try to fight him often do so only for their gas mask to inexplicably fail and for it to suddenly become difficult to breathe).

Personality: Though Gray protests this, his personality is similar to the stereotypical cat. Aloof, doesn't want to be touched, and seemingly always at least vaguely annoyed. He tries to hide it, but he's usually pretty jumpy. He prefers to meticulously plan things to split-second decision making. Gray's prickliness tends to push people away before they get to know him (whether this is intentional or not, no one's quite sure). He does have some redeeming qualities, though. Despite his grumblings, he's surprisingly compassionate and helpful when the time comes for it.

Job: Bodyguard/escort through the Dark Gate

Trauma/triggers: Calling him "Lu" (it's what Ven's pet name for him was, probably won't have a full blown panic attack if called it but he will be extremely uncomfortable), Romance (if Gray starts feeling attracted to someone, he will -figuratively- beat that attraction back with a stick), Most mind-altering substances (specifically when used on him, especially things intended as a medication)

Other:

Open to romance?: Probably not, but if there's chemistry and they really (and I mean really) earn his trust, then he might date someone.

Likes: Cats, Sleeping, Food from his family's restaurant (particularly sesame balls and wonton soup)

Dislikes: Slow walkers, Loud/sudden noises, Being separated from Pest (he refuses to admit this one)

Favorite place to hang out at: Anywhere alone (with Pest)

Extra:
- Though Pest may look threatening at times, she is generally non-dangerous unless she has recently consumed a harmful gas. For the most part, she's only a threat in the Dark Gate.
- Pest can't physically move most things unless they are small and light. Any sharp objects she has collected may be used to scratch a person, but they can be yanked away from her if they meet any significant resistance.
- Gray is surprisingly good at cooking.
- The only family member he stays in contact with is his twin sister, Ruby. They used to be pretty close, but they don't get to meet up a lot anymore. He is yet to explain to her that the 'monsters' he used to talk about are real.
- Gray's mask is mostly to keep up appearances (he doesn't want to stick out as the one guy without a mask at the Dark Gate). Pest keeps the harmful vapors away from him whenever they go through it.

 

[Amaya Itami]

CAS

Cas

Straight, Questioning

Female

Heavy Rubble Clean Up

Cas Con

Info:

Eye color: Grey

Hair color: Black, Grey

Height: 5' 4"

Weight: 110

Class: Conjurer

She can conjure up a small smart wrist-watch gadget with wireless ear buds.. that over time she adapts to do all sorts of things.. for example, she can use it as a mediocre listening device, a shoddy map, take note and warn her if someone particularly dangerous is near by, but not where exactly.. etc. Small things.

BACKGROUND ||| BIO ||| OTHER

Bio: Cass grew up on the streets. She threw in with local gangs young.. and learned from them the rules of the world and how to be smart. During the day she holds down a steady job that gives her plenty of exercise and muscle. She can definitely hold her own in a fist fight and more.. Most of her time is spent working, in her apartment, or off in The Play Square with her crew partying it up. She's not a social person by nature, so other than that she keeps to herself. If she sees anyone getting ruffled up in the street and struggling to really hold their own or are in actual danger.. she steps in and gives the other part a good 'what-for'.

Personality: No time for BS.. unless its the time for BS. Which in that case.. bring out the drinks and lets have some fun!

Job: Demolition removal and clean up. If something is broken.. she moves it and cleans up the area. Stuff too small for the government machines, but almost too big for a single human to move. Usually works in a team of two or three.

Trauma/triggers: Black Dress Shirts with Purple dress Ties.. The only rich person who ever beat her senseless in a fight..

Open to romance?: Yes but is rather oblivious about it.

LIKES

Cass is pretty simple. She loves Whisky. And Beer. Sodas or anything else bubbly as well. Green, Plant life! Heck, in her small shabby appartment, theres probably ten different types of potted plants that flourish in the din light. They arent arranged messily, no, rather the opposite! They're artfully placed and tastefully trimmed and grown. Heh.. probably the only part of her life that looks that way. Nice. One of the plants, some sort of Ivy, has grown up over a metal grid that adorns one wall. It Makes it seem like a lovely little forest. But of course its not. Right Right.. getting a little carried away here. Lets see. What else does she like?... oh! Yes. She loves space and stars.. planets.. she even has a few long forgotten posters of planets. They adorn the ceiling in her bedroom..

DISLIKES

Oh stars, do not give her straight plain tomatoes! She HATES them with all her being.. Yuck! Oh fish too. Just nope. Even a wiff of anything fishy makes her gag. Yick. Her most dissliked thing.. that will probably get a chunk of rubble to the face.. is people tellin her what to do when she's already doing in. Like why? Cant they see she's already busy with it? Why nagg her and tell her to pick this or that up when its literally in her hand... "Yeah JERRY I'm LOOKIN at you!"

© pasta

Basic:

Appearance:

I will get a drawing of them up, but for now, here's a copy/paste:

Tall and lanky with the general vibe of a displeased stork, Ariiasq's general impression is "Tall angry thing", which is actually quite accurate. Their eyes are gold-brown with a bright yellow ring around the edge. Dark circles that makes one think sleep is optional tend to rest under their eyes no matter if they've slept or not. They look as if they run off spite and spite alone, especially with their habit of baring their teeth at people in what could generously be described as a "grimace".

Usually found wearing a plain red or black shirt, black jeans, and running around barefoot like an absolute heathen, "Arii", as they are often called, has no style. Or, rather, they do, it's just that it's plain, and they absolutely do not care. If they absolutely must, they could be persuaded to wear nicer (read: not stained, torn, or otherwise in disrepair) clothes that look similar to the rest of their apparel and an overdress with an open fronted skirt.


Eye color: Gold-brown

Hair color: Deep, near-black red

Height: 5'8-9"

Weight: 115lbs

Name: Ariiasq (aree-aush-K) Au Raa

Age: 14

Gender: Nonbinary

Sexuality: Ace/Aro

Class: Tamer

Companion name: They'll call him any number of names, but the most common seems to be "Jet" or "Arian".

Companion desc.:

Many tamers have described Jet—it's hard to miss him, at around 7'6" at the head—but none seem to be able agree on what he actually looks like. Most describe him as a vaguely lizardlike entity made almost completely of gray-colored wire with a long, prehensile tail and wings of thick black smog that crackles with unshed electricity and rises out of his back, a maw with teeth of bent and sharpened steel leaking blue light.

Yet, there are a rare few who cite this alleged monster as a humanoid figure, misty black smoke obscuring most of his form save his forearms, which are made of a similar wire as his other appearance, the smog wings described as being folded carefully backward, much too long to look natural. Vague blue lights act almost as eyes, decidedly disturbing, human-like expressions usually warding off most.

Background:

Bio:
Ariiasq hasn't really lived long enough to have much happen to them. They move almost robotically through life, all-but disassociating through school and all other noon activities. And then night falls, and it's as if they wake up, sneaking out of their parents' house and taking to the street.

The first time they did this, they found a trashed computer under a dumpster. At the time, they didn't know what it was and took it home, curious. And then they started learning. As with all things that pique their interest, Ariiasq hyperfixiated on the curious little gadget that flickered and sparked, slowly teaching themself how to take it apart and put it back together. They learned with leaps and bounds, something in them clicking with the little machine.

So they kept going out, scavenging items (mainly electronics), learning how they work, then, slowly, trying to rebuild them. The first attempts went as well as you'd think; fried circuit boards, blown fuses, and batteries that had to be very quickly removed before they blew up or whatever warning too smudged to read was printed on the thing.

They were working on what would, eventually be their first successful build when he walked by.

Tall and wreathed in black smoke, form exuding tiredness, was what they came to associate with Jet. He looked at them, and they stared. He was the strangest thing they'd ever seen, even by their standards, having seen many odd smoke-wreathed things.

So, they asked him a question.

"Do you know anything about computers?"

And it spiraled from there.

Jet, as it turned out, knew absolutely nothing about computers, but was happy to sit and listen quietly, occasionally pointing out something that seemed to be common sense to him, but after the first few meetings, Jet decided that's one thing Ariiasq lacked; common sense.

He was decently sure the only reason they were still alive was because he knew quite a lot about medicine, having followed (read; stalked) a doctor out of curiosity.

Presently, Jet is Ariiasq's impulse control, common sense, and guardian, dealing with most of the threats that may present themselves and scaring the shit out of any tamer who has the misfortune of accidentally getting too close and watching a seven-foot-tall horror beast with fangs longer than fingers melt out of the shadows.

Ariiasq, however, is currently making a decent savings selling the things they mindlessly create.

Personality:

Ariiasq is a curious thing. Outwardly, in the day time, they look like they're staring off into space the whole time, never answering questions in class and practically sleeping with their eyes open, which isn't exactly wrong.

At night, however, they perk up, growing active and chattery (only, really, at Jet), often bolting straight for the places they may find wrecked electronics and, if they decide it's a slow day, scaling a small building to breathe in the night air and just exist for a bit.

Outside of these times, they almost always look vaguely pissed, speaking shortly and with little mind for softening truths, they pride themself on being logical, which would be a good thing if they weren't borderline sociopathic about it. If there is no reason to help, they won't, having long since given up on personal attachment (aside from Jet, but that took months) due to... reasons.

Job: They sell whatever they make; they have no use for it, after all; they just like making things.

Trauma/triggers:

-Ariiasq doesn't like people asking them to do things. It makes them anxious, very anxious and suspicious, and if you push it, they'll lash out.

-They have a very hard time forming any kind of emotional connection to anything. As you may note, their parents are mentioned only once in their bio. That is why.

Other:

Open to romance?: Nope!

Likes: Quiet, the dark, technology, Jet, warm places.

Dislikes: Anything that's the opposite of the above, the cold, caffeine, Jet actually managing to trick them into sleeping early.

Favorite place to hang out at: Ariiasq likes sitting up high, and is usually found on top of buildings in the middle of the night.

Extra:

-Aphantasic
-Has a hard time with their memory
-Hates being touched, but likes the concept of cuddles

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Eye color: Dark brown

Hair color: Naturally chestnut brown, has been dyed golden blond at the ends

Height: 5’6" / 168 cm

Weight: 116 lbs / 53 kg

Name: Jun

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Pansexual

Class: Emitter

Background: Jun was born and raised in Transport Central, cramped inside of a crusty one-bedroom suite with a drug-lord father, a deadbeat mother, and a dreary half-sister. Money wasn’t really an issue, except for the fact that most of it went into synthesizing yet another hallucinogen, opioid, so on and so forth.

Surrounded by everything deplorable, the only motto that mattered to Jun was "If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em." He became his father’s drug runner by 9 years old. Far too many childhood memories involved weaving through the streets of the Play Square, checking over each shoulder, unwelcome touches from random creeps, and holding a bag of whatever new addictive substance was in demand.

Jun’s academic potential was wasted as he tried and failed to balance home, school, and a lifestyle that would only kill him faster. He dropped out at 16, but regrets hang heavy and he studies in his spare time at electro cafes. In a particularly risky deal, Jun accidentally discovered his powers as an Emitter while escaping a cop. Word spread of the incident, and Jun has kept his face hidden ever since.

BIO​

Personality: As much as he tries to be a hardass criminal, Jun is still just a naive child who craves approval and fears the consequences of failing someone, especially if it’s someone he deeply cares about. This leads to his inner perfectionist taking over, where he puts all of his effort into a task and gets extremely frustrated when he perceives others as obstacles to getting work done. Despite this, Jun is intuitive and amiable in his own strange way, cautiously making small talk, dryly cracking dirty jokes, and always offering to be of some help. He is incredibly loyal to the people to manages to trust, and isn’t afraid to be vulnerable around those select few.

Job: Drug runner (obviously pretty damn illegal), active in various parts of NeoGen. Sure it’s horrible for everyone involved, but money is what matters, right?

Trauma/triggers: Sexual harassment and domestic violence

OTHER​

Open to romance?: Jun doesn’t often fall in love, but in the rare instance that he does, he falls hard

Likes: Sweet energy drinks, cold weather, motorcycles, loud music

Dislikes: Being alone, heights, confrontation, quiet

Favorite place to hang out at: Electro cafes are Jun’s hangout of choice. Electronics + sugary caffeinated drinks = perfection

Extra!
• Jun’s family has no clue that he is an Emitter, and he’d prefer to keep it that way
• Jun hates that he enables dangerous habits, but he hates dying young and broke even more. He hopes to quit working for his father one day but runs the risk of losing his home, his respect from his family and underground affiliates, and his half-decent paycheck
• Got a neck tattoo and ear piercings... all while blackout drunk. Jun doesn’t seem to regret them at least
• Has braces and is slightly embarrassed by them

Basic:

Appearance: Gray is a tall, lanky man that's so pale that he looks like he might be ill. The dark circles under his eyes and his habit of talking to someone that most people can't see don't help this. Generally, he looks rather disheveled, with short messy hair and a stubbly beard (both are black and peppered with grey hairs). Despite the fact that he usually wears a glare fit to kill, it would be hard to think of him as threatening because he also looks like he's on the edge of passing out most of the time. His fashion is generally quite plain (mostly muted colors that would blend in with a smoggy environment) and somewhat ragged (more due to lack of anything better to wear than choice). He often wears a white mask over his mouth and nose (basically an N-95, notably isn't built to withstand the vapors he often finds himself near) and usually has slight indented marks on his face where the straps are tight after taking it off.

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(Faceclaim courtesy of the amazing and skilled artist Tapfic )

Eye color: Hazel

Hair color: Black (w/ some grey hairs)

Height: 6'1" (~185cm)

Weight: 142lbs

Name: Luca Graymin (usually goes by Gray)

Age: 36

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Homosexual

Class: Tamer

Pet Name: Pest

Pet Desc:

Often (accurately) described by Gray as "a gaseous little shit". Pest is a vaguely cat-shaped blob of fumes (mostly opaque, usually gray or black in color, but it depends on what her last meal was). A single, spherical yellow light about the size of a thumb floats through her body (it appears to be torn from an electronic of some sort) and often rests where her "head" is, appearing almost like an eye. Another broken one often floats to the left of it. She tends to keep a few shards of glass in her as well (or really anything sharp) that are usually used like claws (either for defense purposes or simply annoying Gray). Pest normally stays at the size of an average house cat, however she can grow larger if she has access to enough fumes (maximum is around the size of a tiger).

Background:

Bio: Gray's parents own a family-run restaurant that operates within the Neon District. Because of the restaurant's success and popularity, they were pretty rich and greatly valued reputation. So when Gray first began mentioning the monsters he saw, his family quickly dismissed them as a child's delusions and tried to convince him not to tell anyone else about them for fear of people thinking it odd. As he grew older, he continued to talk about/react to them and his family began to wonder if he was insane. They eventually got him on some anti-psychotic meds to shut him up and, even though they didn't actually get rid of the monsters Gray was seeing, he stopped mentioning them.

By the time he was 19, he was both used to keeping secrets from his family and in the process of realizing he was gay. It was around this time that Gray fell in love with a man named Ven. As they grew closer, Gray admitted quite a lot about how he still doubted his sanity and saw monsters that no one else seemed to acknowledge. Unfortunately, Ven was originally planning to only have a short fling with Gray and was sticking around only because he learned he was rich. Ven used his insecurities to gaslight/emotionally manipulate Gray into being essentially dependent on him. Through this secret relationship, Ven was able to convince Gray to covertly get him money from his (admittedly, rather small) cut of the restaurant's earnings.

Over time, Gray's mental health deteriorated. When Ven began demanding too much money for him to supply, he finally snapped and left him. Before he left, Ven threatened to out Gray to his family. Instead of letting Ven blackmail him, he came completely clean to his family... and was promptly disowned.

Gray was sitting in an alleyway, wondering where he went wrong, when a cat-like creature approached him. He assumed it was a hallucination, but he had nothing left to lose, so he talked to it.

Eventually, he befriended the creature (whom he named Pest), and decided she had to be real because sometimes other people responded to the things she did (though, it seemed they still couldn't see her). Once he learned that she could control vapors, they started working as a bodyguard/escort team (Gray as the face of the operation, Pest as the "sentient cloud of vapors that you probably don't want to inhale") in the Dark Gate. It doesn't pay him well because he is rather picky about the jobs he takes (he still has moral standards, after all), and he has become slightly infamous for the fact that he both seems somewhat insane (he talks to someone that isn't there) and oddly effective (people who try to fight him often do so only for their gas mask to inexplicably fail and for it to suddenly become difficult to breathe).

Personality: Though Gray protests this, his personality is similar to the stereotypical cat. Aloof, doesn't want to be touched, and seemingly always at least vaguely annoyed. He tries to hide it, but he's usually pretty jumpy. He prefers to meticulously plan things to split-second decision making. Gray's prickliness tends to push people away before they get to know him (whether this is intentional or not, no one's quite sure). He does have some redeeming qualities, though. Despite his grumblings, he's surprisingly compassionate and helpful when the time comes for it.

Job: Bodyguard/escort through the Dark Gate

Trauma/triggers: Calling him "Lu" (it's what Ven's pet name for him was, probably won't have a full blown panic attack if called it but he will be extremely uncomfortable), Romance (if Gray starts feeling attracted to someone, he will -figuratively- beat that attraction back with a stick), Most mind-altering substances (specifically when used on him, especially things intended as a medication)

Other:

Open to romance?: Probably not, but if there's chemistry and they really (and I mean really) earn his trust, then he might date someone.

Likes: Cats, Sleeping, Food from his family's restaurant (particularly sesame balls and wonton soup)

Dislikes: Slow walkers, Loud/sudden noises, Being separated from Pest (he refuses to admit this one)

Favorite place to hang out at: Anywhere alone (with Pest)

Extra:
- Though Pest may look threatening at times, she is generally non-dangerous unless she has recently consumed a harmful gas. For the most part, she's only a threat in the Dark Gate.
- Pest can't physically move most things unless they are small and light. Any sharp objects she has collected may be used to scratch a person, but they can be yanked away from her if they meet any significant resistance.
- Gray is surprisingly good at cooking.
- The only family member he stays in contact with is his twin sister, Ruby. They used to be pretty close, but they don't get to meet up a lot anymore. He is yet to explain to her that the 'monsters' he used to talk about are real.
- Gray's mask is mostly to keep up appearances (he doesn't want to stick out as the one guy without a mask at the Dark Gate). Pest keeps the harmful vapors away from him whenever they go through it.

All good! Accepted! head on over to ooc if u have questions or wanna talk!

 

[QuietNez]

Appearance

(Faceclaim - Momo Yaoyorozu, from My Hero Academia)
Eye color: Dark brown

Hair color: Black

Height: 5'4

Weight: 98lbs

Name: Evelynn Mae Velour

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Biseuxal

Class: Conjurer - The Neuro-Link is a brain-computer interface and software used for accessing the internet, playing games, listening to music, without the need of a mobile device, or even laptop needed. Simply works like a mind-phone. The Neuro-Link has tiny scanners along the lens that catches the visuals of palms of the user's body, whereas they can type on a floating keyboard, seen in their vision. Where they can play classic games, like OSU! with their fingers, poking the air.


To summarize; Evelynn uses a pair of advanced technological contact lenses, that she had summoned. When she has the lenses powered on, with her code word; Edith, Evelynn’s contact lenses are able to surf freely, wherever she can get the smallest of a ping of connection. The scanners of the lenses have facial recognition scans, whereas whoever’s face is scanned, tattoo scanned, anything defining of a person, she can find them on the web. Even the Dark Web.

Background

Bio:
Evelynn lived with their mother all of their childhood. Evelynn's father left before their mother found out that she was pregnant. Their mother has always supported them, going through the worst of their thoughts to the best of their memories, all up until she had passed. She passed away when Evelynn was only fifteen. Leaving them with more debt than Evelynn had originally realized. There was a large funeral was held, and on the day of the funeral Evelynn finally got to meet her father. Her father only scoffed at their identity before walking away. She looked nothing like him. Evelynn moved on from that day, but will forever be left without the knowledge of what growing up with a father would have been like. She thought about him lots when hearing the classic rock song, Father of Mine, by Everclear.

Personality:
Evelynn prides herself in being very kind, although, every now and then, the stress from her day to day life will begin to overwhelm her, whereas she will become snappy with people, but nonetheless, Evelynn will always be there for someone. Growing up in an unforgiving neighborhood, which was riddled with poverty and crime, Evelynn was the communities shoulder to cry on. Many of the beings that lived there enjoyed going to Evelynn for their issues. This continued even after Evelynn began to get caught committing crimes. It was mainly theft. Whatever she could carry and not be seen. Some decided to blackmail her, whereas she had to pay them whatever she found, always making sure that there was some left for her to sell and make a living for herself, just to have a small meal at least once every seventeen hours.
Now, as an adult, Evelynn grew distant from everyone. Her mother's death had tore a wide hole in her heart, where she couldn't think of anything but stealing, eating, browsing the web, or writing fantasy stuff.

Job: None.

Trauma/triggers: Do not mention her mother.
She has Arachniphobia, where when she was a child, a r e a l l y big spider was found nearby her home, but she shrugged it off. She's only ever seen little tiny spiders. The biggest was simply a wolf-spider that was the size of the flat of her thumb. It came all the way overseas and had decided to drop onto poor Evelynn. Still, she gets the shivers when spiders are mentioned.

Other:

Open to romance?: Indeed she is, after some time of getting to know that person, of course. Evelynn's had many relationships, but she had always been afraid of the L word. She didn't want to say it too early, nor did she want to say it too late. She also didn't want to say it too much.

Likes: Evelynn enjoys spending her nights in the city, and keeping an eye on her closest friend. At their home, Evelynn lives with a small Maine Coon cat named Mickey. It's a cat, doesn't really need much attention, but boy, does Evelynn ever love snuggling this cat. She's happy to have befriended a feline that actually enjoys pats, cuddles, even being carried around.

Dislikes: Very little will get Evelynn angry and upset, for often they are understanding of the feelings and emotions of those around them. Although when they do, it is often the result of the corrupt government around them. Evelynn has been through the thick and thin of the corruption and it will always anger her when mentioned.

Favorite place to hang out at: Electric Ave, as well Neon District.
Evelynn is mainly seen here to simply collect her daily wallets, cash, coins, even some food that is found. She's not too different than the low-lives in Electric Ave. Surely, she doesn't participate and practice their lewd and adult ways in Electric Ave, but it's still a great place for her to rack up some cash.
It's rare, but she's also seen in Black Gate, hoping to make some profit here and there with things that she finds.

Extra: She's pretty athletic, whereas she works out every morning, or night, if she sleeps in. She also is just picking up the guitar and learning.

 

[Ambiloquous]

BASIC:​

Artist: @um7mr1 (I think)​

APPEARANCE: Wears bomber jackets, trenchcoats, anything that covers her up and keeps her toasty. She even dares to wear sweaters in summer — somehow her body can handle it. At work she wears scrubs, changing colours day to day since her dubious hospital has no actual dress code. Her voice is low and measured, and often her conversation partner isn't sure if she's being serious or joking.

EYE COLOUR: Pale grey-brown

HAIR COLOUR: Grey-brown, an almost tan shade.

HEIGHT: 177 cm | 5’9”

WEIGHT: 65.7 kg | 144 lb

NAME: “Oh, don’t worry about that old thing. Just call me Proxy. That’s spelt with all caps, if you want my tag.”

AGE: “In my late twenties; I don’t bother about the specific year, y’know?”

GENDER: Female

SEXUALITY: Pansexual

CLASS: Conjurer

Her summoned device is an old-fashioned game console with a small screen in the middle that even being as ancient as it is, can surf the internet and download the newest file types. The slots in the structure fit any cartridge, card or other insertable media format smaller than itself — though Proxy uses it most to game. It gives people who’ve interacted with her pixel portraits and bestows generic nicknames as if they’re minor NPCs in an RPG. The console also saves all their “dialogue” in logs that can be brought up, and if the other person is past a range of 80 meters or dead, the portrait greys out; if they’re less than healthy and within range, a decreasing HP bar appears. The device is split mint and orange, with a black base and phosphorescent paint detailings on the buttons.

“This baby of mine? Her name's Ex Machina. Isn’t she the prettiest thing?”

BACKGROUND:​

BIO: “Well, I grew up with a family. Like the average human, nothing special.”

Proxy remembers spending a peaceful childhood in Transport Central, and having a happy, wholesome immediate family. Her mother habitually tossed awkward jokes at inopportune times, and her father would chuckle along anyway, more for love of her mother than her quips. She and her sister were always close, with similar interests and similar views of the world, though they became rather estranged later on due to her busy job and her sister’s own tendency to wander. But that was life, and she accepted that perhaps she and her family needed to walk seperate paths.

PERSONALITY: “Hmm, I don’t think I have one of those. Kidding, kidding.”

The prolific gamer doesn’t take herself or her life too seriously, treating the people and problems around her like passers-by that simply happened to be moving alongside her existence for a bit. Proxy interacts with them when she wants to, but doesn’t expect it to last. She’ll make friends, acquaintances, and all the contacts a person needs to keep going, but subconsciously avoids having expectations of them. Sometimes she feels like she has a fear of commitment, but why would she? There’s nothing in her history that would warrant it.

JOB: Registered Nurse (at an unregistered hospital in the Dark Gate)

“Unexpected, right? Here I’d thought I’d end up some underground gaming champion, but no, it seems my skills lie in fixing people instead.”

TRAUMA/TRIGGERS: “Ah, well… I don’t think I have any? Not that I can remember, at least.”

OTHER:​

OPEN TO ROMANCE: Yes — but don’t count on it. Her tendency to friendzone anyone who gets close enough to have a real connection is quite infamous with her colleagues after a certain proposal gone embarrassingly wrong.

LIKES:

• Open world games that aren’t set in NeoGen, and alternatively, bootleg games set in NeoGen that allow her to bash the architecture — she doesn’t hate the the city all that much; she just has no love for it either
• Patients that don’t make a fuss or try to start unnecessary small talk
• People who don’t know her

DISLIKES:

• Bad weather reaching the underbelly of the city; nobody bothers cleaning any public streets and buildings aren’t the most well-made
• People who are serious all the time, and additionally, people who aren’t serious at all when the time comes
• Watching neon-bright, glitchy cutscene animations in the dark of night

FAVOURITE HANGOUT: Surprisingly, it’s her own cramped hellhole of a loft. While not exactly hospitable, it’s relatively safe, unassuming, and protects her from wind, rain and monstrosities of the night. It also holds her very important stash of questionable games.

“Home sweet home — even if it’s way overpriced and hot water never comes on when I need it.”

EXTRA: Her memories aren’t all that reliable. Maybe don’t trust what she says about herself too much.

 

[Vahn]

Appearance:


Commonly seen appearance:

Eye color: Grey

Hair color: Black

Height: 5'11

Weight: 110 kilograms or 242 pounds

Name: Victor Wulf

Age: 30

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Class: Tamer

Pets: 2

Pet Name: Blue

-A large seventy four inch blue vulture who is wearing blue glasses who can fly but only flies when it needs to but most of the time it rides on the crab.

Pet name: Red

- A large blood red coconut crab who is content with allowing the vulture to ride him.



Background:

Bio: Rumor has it that Victor came from the Wastelands, others argue that he was a hired hitman meant to eliminate one of the gangs in Electric Ave, or maybe he was one of the high rollers of Neon District who lost everything to his name however most can agree you can find this odd man in the Dark Gate pushing his old and dilapidated shopping cart that has a logo on the side that looks like a vulture riding a crab.

Truth be told; He did came from the wastelands before migrating to the Electric Ave. He grew up mostly in the Electric Ave seeing how the gangs interacted with one another and even how his family interacted with their surroundings. Trying to fit into his surroundings was not easy as he was very unfamiliar with the way things work here and various gangs and the various hidden cliques. It should have made Victor a target for bullying growing up but his family kept moving from one part of the Electric Ave to another part multiple times with each move making him more and more distant from children his own age and only being social to his family and not much anyone else before eventually his family would settle down in the Dark Gate.

Not really getting much of an education other than how to move heavy things and how to clean up their home which lead to him getting a job from Carrion services a somewhat cleaning business... The fact that it was in the Dark Gate should have been a big hint that cleaning was not really the main focus of the business. However Victor took it for face value and did not see anything wrong with cleaning up blood stains from the floors, placing the dead animal parts into a black bag, cleaning the bed, changing the bed sheets or the fact that there were two unusual creatures playing with the previous owner dead body. Victor tried pointing this out to one of his co-workers but only to be ignored and ordered to put the body into a body bag and dump it in the dumpsters while the co-workers divide the valuables among themselves.

Victor would place the dead body into body bag before lifting it up and moving the body away from the motel. As he headed towards the nearest dumpster however he noticed that the two creatures were following him as he was about to dump the body into a dumpster, he noticed that the creatures were still staring and waiting for something...as the more Victor thought about what they were waiting for did he decided that maybe they were hungry and decided to unzip the body bag and let the two creatures eat...

While this was a morbid idea and quite frankly took a while for the two creatures to finish, Victor actually waited till they were done and once they seem to be full did Victor asked a simple question to the two creatures "I think there will be more to eat, want to join me for lunch?". The response he would receive grunt from the large creature bird with blue feathers and what looks to be shades while the other creature that the bird rode on seemed to be large blood red crab creature and it seems to be clapping with its claws. Victor took this as a yes as he went back to speak to his co-workers only to notice that they left him a note suggesting that they went back to the office as Victor lead his pets back home with him.

Later on Victor would learn that the bird was a vulture and the crab was a coconut crab based on the drawings he made to show to his father and mother as they did not believe him about these pets and did not knew who he was talking too. But from there the rumors start to come...

Personality: Very detached and socially awkward. He finds it difficult to speak to people if it where not for his respirator mask hiding his face and turning what seems to be uncomfortable pauses into what seems to be drawing breath.

Job: Cleaner

Got vermin in your establishment, no problem.
Got oil stains on the carpets, no problem.
Got a horror gory mess to clean up in your motel, no problem.
Just get in touch with your local Carrion services provider and this odd man will go clean up the place. Prices and services may vary.

Trauma/triggers:
- Attempts to remove the mask. He feels confident with the mask but without it, he just does not know how to act or talk normal.

Other:

Open to romance?: Yes if people can get pass the smell.

Likes:
- Work.
- Pets.
- Family.
- Mask.
- Cleaning.

Dislikes:
- Tough stains.
- Interactions with people.
- People trying to remove his mask.

Favorite place to hang out: The Dark Gate.

Extra!:
- Has a shopping cart which he uses as a transport for his pets and allows him to carry things with him.
- Due to his pets; he has a rotting smell of Dirty decomposition or rotting.

 

[animegirl20]

Basic:

Eye color:
Golden

Hair color:
Peach

Height:
5'4"

Weight:
108

Name:
Brenda Hall

Alias:
Queen of Hearts
( This is her signature, basically if she wants to be known this image may appear on the device's screen that's currently being hacked)

Spoiler: Queen of Hearts Appearance

Persona:
Meiko
(Only images of her has been seen. She has not appeared in public)

Spoiler: Meiko Appearance

Age:
19

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
Straight

Class:
Conjurer - Extremely High tech lap top

Background:
Bio:
Brenda grew up in Electric Ave . Her mother worked as a stripper and sometimes slept with people for money. Brenda never knew her father cause he was just a client who happen to get her mother pregnant. Brenda didn't have the best upbringing. Her mother dated around, but she had terrible experiences with them. They either would ignore her, bully her around and treat as their personal servant to she would get leered at and inappropriately touched her. Her mother was really no better she was abusive emotionally and physically to Brenda.

Brenda was what would you call a child genius, she was quick learner, had a extremely good memory and loved to read. She even taught herself a lot things and when she would try to show her mother new things she learned and tried to show her how good she was doing school her mother always ignored it not seeming to care. Which played a part in Brenda having low self esteemed.

Unfortunately Brenda spent most of her time alone she didn't really have any friends cause she would just get bullied by other girls especially when she got older. Though she did manage to make one friend when she was 16. She was on her way home when she noticed she was being followed she got scared and tried to lose him but unfortunately ended up in a dead end alley and the guy found her. Just as he was about to reach her he suddenly got kicked in the back of the head and was knocked out cold. To Brenda's surprise it was a girl with blonde hair who looked know older then her. The girl was named Jacqueline and they both became close friends after that day.

When Brenda had discovered she was a hacker she made sure to hide it with her life and the only person she ever told was Jacqueline which who herself was also a hacker. When Brenda was completely alone she would listen to music which was basically keeping her sane in this hell whole. She also loved singing but the only person that's ever heard her sing is her best friend.

Brenda left home at 17 and her Jacqueline became roommates. After moving in together Brenda started a persona known as the Queen of Hearts and used this to get paid for doing different hacking jobs. Her name has become quite known in the underworld. Just recently Brenda has created another persona. After going to hear this Dj that her best friend Jacqueline dragged her to, she got inspired to do something herself. That's when the character Meiko was born a singer/activist who wasn't afraid of anything and anyone. She just a couple of days ago got her first song to play all through out the districts with some help of some hackers. 12am the song started playing everywhere and Meiko's picture was appearing all over the place taking over the districts. It's been two days since then and its still fresh on people's minds and a lot of people are wondering who the heck Meiko is including the powers that be.

Personality:
Brenda is a over all sweet, kind, and caring girl. Around people she is extremely shy and quiet, she won't talk barely much as all. Unfortunately when she's alone and her friend isn't around Brenda is quite the push over. But once you get to know her you see another side of her that's cheerful, determined, clever and even stubborn. Cause of how she grew up self-confidence is pretty low even when she does great things she doesn't see it as particularly special.

Job:
Hacker

Trauma/triggers:
Being alone with a man - it scares the hell out of her cause of her past.

Other:
Open to romance?:
Yes! but uh....might be a bit challenging considering her trigger....but yes open to it!

Likes:
Jackie
Music
Singing
Animals
Anything Strawberry
Games
Black and white movies (and old movies in general)
Books
Getting Hugs from Jackie
A Warlock fan

Dislikes:
Bullies
Perverts
Thunder storms
Spiders
Horror movies

Favorite place to hang out at:
She happen to find a small park area in Transport central completely by accident and uses it as her secret hide away. She doesn't know if anyone else knows about it but she has seen anyone come there yet.

Top Secret Fun Facts:
- Music for Meiko's song was done by Warlock
- Lyrics were written by Brenda and Jacqueline
- Vocals were done by Brenda

Meiko's Song:


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Basic:

Eye color:
Light Brown

Hair color:
Blonde

Height:
5'6"

Weight:
115

Name:
Jacqueline Hughes

Nickname:
Jackie
(only Brenda calls her this)

Age:
20

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
"Wouldn't you like to know~"

Class:
Emitter

Background:
Bio:
Jacqueline's history is quite the mystery. She doesn't let a whole lot let known about her even her best friend, Brenda, doesn't know much about her past or how she got to where she is today. Jacqueline is tied up with the Mafia, with a leader whose faceless to most. She does different jobs here and there and she's a pole dancer at club in Electric Ave.

Personality:
Jacqueline is very outgoing and definitely more wild then Brenda. She is hyperactive, impulsive, can be manipulative, flirty, and a partier. She always comes across as brave and doesn't care what people think about her. She's going to do what she wants whether other people likes it or not. She's not a push over and will fight back. Jacquline is basically what Brenda based Meiko off of, someone she wishes she was more like. But Even though Jacqueline doesn't appear to have a care in the world. That's because she's good at hiding it. Jacquline is quite the actress and is very good at putting on a mask.

Job:
Works for the mafia and at a club as a pole dancer.

Trauma/triggers:
TBA

Other:
Open to romance?:
Yes

Likes:
Brenda
Drinking
Music
Partying
Fashion
Shopping
Spicy foods

Dislikes:
"Make Brenda cry and you die."
Bullies
Being bossed around
Spoiled Rich Brats

Favorite place to hang out at:
Anywhere there's a good party​

 

[Togy]

Basic:


Eye color:
Blue

Hair color:
Black

Height:
5'10

Weight:
152 LB

Name:
Killian Newsy

Age:
24

Gender:
Male

Sexuality:
Bisexual

Class:
Conjurer: A small phone-like device that Killian keeps tucked into his sleeve. With just a flick of his wrist, he can have the device into the palm of his hand before you can blink. The device has seen better days and has obviously been disassembled and reassembled numerous times. Killian has reverse-engineered the device, upgraded it, and completely revised it so many times that it's practically unrecognizable from the first time he conjured it.

Background:

Bio:
Here's what people think happened: Kieran B. Hargreeves, an upcoming heister pulling off scores on tech stores, labs, and tech expos all across the city, gets betrayed by his boss, gets sent to prison, escapes, and dies in a burning car after a botched escape attempt while running from the long arms of the law.

Here's what really happened: Kieran B. Hargreeves, a tech start-up wannabe with too bad of a record to ever hope of getting a proper job in the field he wanted decided the best course of action was to take matters into his own hands and steal enough pieces of hardware and software from around the city to start his own little hub of invention. Along the way, however, he forgets what it's all for, gets left for dead, and sent off to the local penitentiary. Escaping by the skin of his teeth, he fakes his death, changes his name to Killian Newsy, and starts over.

How did he do any of it, you ask? What was it all for? Well, it goes like this:

Spoiler: The rest

Growing up alone is hard on a kid. Growing up as a kid in the most crime-infested and polluted area of the big city is even harder on a kid. Kieran doesn't even know who his parents are, probably just some deadbeats that didn't want him. For the first couple of years, he grew up in an orphanage, but the place was run by nuns and lived off of donations. Meaning: The underground ate the place alive. By the time he was six, the orphanage was condemned and he was forced to strike it out on his own on the streets.

Disregarding the smog and unbearable miasma coming from the underground, it wasn't...too terrible. It could've been worse! He'd yet to find how it could've been worse, but he's sure it could've been. This was how Kieran separated himself from everyone else in the underground: optimism. If he believed he was going to get out of there and making of himself, then by god he would. The people in the underground accept their lot in life, but Kieran refused his.

His plan? Join the tech industry. The contraptions people could make amazed him, and he was enamored the second he saw a tech expo being advertised. Determined, Kieran set about learning how to invent. He began making the odd invention here and there out of what he could steal and find. He once made an automated safecracking device out of a smartphone and old rotary dial when he was EIGHT. Needless to say, he only improved with age.

Kieran began selling his devices once he reached thirteen. People were hesitant at first, but after seeing what they could, they ate it up. His main audience were criminals, funnily enough. He wasn't proud of the fact, but his devices were very useful in a heist. The more criminals he sold to, he became more involved with them. Soon enough, he was recruited into a gang himself. It was a big, old-school mafia kind of deal. Practically ruled half the underground. The point was, they wanted his devices and he was going to make them for them. The "Or else" wasn't actually mentioned, but it was heavily implied. Sure, he should've cut his losses and run for the hills at this point, but the gang had a way of making him feel like he belonged. Plus, he was actually good at something for once. He was never good at just about anything before this.

Then, when he turned fourteen, he conjured THE device for the first time. He didn't know what had happened, and he was sure he'd gotten contact high from one of the druggie gang members, but sure enough, the device was real. After freaking out, he realized what the device really was: a blessing. It was a handheld supercomputer he could pop in and out of existence. He wasn't sure how the hell that was supposed to work, but he wanted to understand. If he could understand the device, he could mass-produce it. That kind of tech would be absolutely revolutionary. it would be his big step forward into the tech field.

So, he set to work. For the next six years, he worked under the gang and used the resources they provided him to research the device and his own abilities. He never quite mastered his own skills, but his run-of-the-mill hacking and programs seemed to work just fine on the device. When he turned twenty, he felt he had a firm enough understanding of the device to try and replicate it. But, to do that, he'd need some hardware. Some very, very high-tech hardware.

And so began the crime spree of the century. Tech stores, tech expose, government-funded labs, nothing was safe. The most cutting edge tech in the entire city: all gone practically overnight. With the help of the gang, Kieran pulled off heist after heist over the course of two weeks. No one was injured. There was limited property damage. All Kieran did get in, get out, and quickly and silently steal the goods. Quick, clean, and nobody would ever know it was him. But they did. They knew it was him.

When Kieran's boss stabbed him in the back, he felt...more than a little betrayed. He'd trusted the man explicitly. So, it came as a surprise when he walked into the man's office only to find himself face to face with half the police force. His boss had gotten caught, and, in an attempt to save their own skin, sold everyone out.

Jail time was a definite. There was no way he was getting out of that. But, there was the possibility of convincing everyone to cut down his sentence. So, he tried, and thanks to his natural charisma he managed to talk his way into getting the death sentence. That had...backfired.

A week later, Kieran breaks out of prison. How, you ask? Well, people tell it in a lot of ways. Some say he had help from the outside, some say a power outage saved his life as he was being strapped into the electric chair, some say that he caused the power outage, etc. There was a power outage, and the cameras couldn't catch anything on the whole ordeal. The story is really just a jumbled account of witness testimonies. The most popular theory, though, is the one where he stole a guard's retro flip phone, coded a hacking program into it, and used it to disable the power just as they were strapping him into the electric chair.

And then there was Kieran's brief stint as a fugitive. He was smart to know that he couldn't run forever, so he decided to stage his own death by "dying" in a car explosion. He won't tell how he tricked the world into buying it, but they did. A magician never reveals his secrets, after all.

And so, life began again for Kieran Hargreeves, or, as he's known now, Killian Newsy.

Personality:
Killian's a witty, charismatic kind of guy while, at the same time acting pretty goofy and friendly to friends and strangers alike. He either charms people with his natural charisma or his affable nature. Either or, he tends to be a pleaser and is overall very laidback for a wanted fugitive, from his ridiculous little magic tricks to his inability to take most things seriously. Underneath his exterior, though, is a surprising amount of wisdom. He knows when to pick his battles and knows never to let people get TOO close.

Job:
Conman/Thief, currently looking for a legitimate job

Triggers:
Killian's triggers are more subtle. His trust issues are very prevalent and will rear its ugly head whenever he has to put any measure of faith in someone. Because of this, he prefers to just do everything himself, unwilling to rely on anyone other than himself.

Open to romance?:
Yes, though Killian's trust issues make romance a hard concept to grasp for him.

Likes:
Magic tricks
Programming
Building tech
Performances
Instrumental music
The color purple

Dislikes:
Unprofessional thieves
Family
Styrofoam squeaking

Favorite place to hang out at:
An abandoned underground parking garage in transport central closed and forgotten by the city. The entire site was built over by warehouses, but Killian knows a few ways to get in. He's set up a small workshop to develop his inventions when he has the time.

Extra:
-He's not the best at hacking or using his conjurer abilities, but he's practically unmatched when it comes to building supercomputer-like homemade electronics and writing programs that do the hacking for him.
-Is obsessed with magic tricks. He performs for anyone who wants to see him do a trick when he's not conning people on the streets.
-Crime shows still talk about killian's crime spree, breakout, and "death". He's flattered every time they bring him up.
-Killian made and sold a lot of devices in his youth. Some of his devices, or copies of his devices, can still be found in the black market to this day. His safecrackers and localized EMP devices are favorites among criminals.​

 

[Amaya Itami]

Appearance
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(Faceclaim - Momo Yaoyorozu, from My Hero Academia)
Eye color: Dark brown

Hair color: Black

Height: 5'4

Weight: 98lbs

Name: Evelynn Mae Velour

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Biseuxal

Class: Conjurer - The Neuro-Link is a brain-computer interface and software used for accessing the internet, playing games, listening to music, without the need of a mobile device, or even laptop needed. Simply works like a mind-phone. The Neuro-Link has tiny scanners along the lens that catches the visuals of palms of the user's body, whereas they can type on a floating keyboard, seen in their vision. Where they can play classic games, like OSU! with their fingers, poking the air.


To summarize; Evelynn uses a pair of advanced technological contact lenses, that she had summoned. When she has the lenses powered on, with her code word; Edith, Evelynn’s contact lenses are able to surf freely, wherever she can get the smallest of a ping of connection. The scanners of the lenses have facial recognition scans, whereas whoever’s face is scanned, tattoo scanned, anything defining of a person, she can find them on the web. Even the Dark Web.

Background

Bio:
Evelynn lived with their mother all of their childhood. Evelynn's father left before their mother found out that she was pregnant. Their mother has always supported them, going through the worst of their thoughts to the best of their memories, all up until she had passed. She passed away when Evelynn was only fifteen. Leaving them with more debt than Evelynn had originally realized. There was a large funeral was held, and on the day of the funeral Evelynn finally got to meet her father. Her father only scoffed at their identity before walking away. She looked nothing like him. Evelynn moved on from that day, but will forever be left without the knowledge of what growing up with a father would have been like. She thought about him lots when hearing the classic rock song, Father of Mine, by Everclear.

Personality:
Evelynn prides herself in being very kind, although, every now and then, the stress from her day to day life will begin to overwhelm her, whereas she will become snappy with people, but nonetheless, Evelynn will always be there for someone. Growing up in an unforgiving neighborhood, which was riddled with poverty and crime, Evelynn was the communities shoulder to cry on. Many of the beings that lived there enjoyed going to Evelynn for their issues. This continued even after Evelynn began to get caught committing crimes. It was mainly theft. Whatever she could carry and not be seen. Some decided to blackmail her, whereas she had to pay them whatever she found, always making sure that there was some left for her to sell and make a living for herself, just to have a small meal at least once every seventeen hours.
Now, as an adult, Evelynn grew distant from everyone. Her mother's death had tore a wide hole in her heart, where she couldn't think of anything but stealing, eating, browsing the web, or writing fantasy stuff.

Job: None.

Trauma/triggers: Do not mention her mother.
She has Arachniphobia, where when she was a child, a r e a l l y big spider was found nearby her home, but she shrugged it off. She's only ever seen little tiny spiders. The biggest was simply a wolf-spider that was the size of the flat of her thumb. It came all the way overseas and had decided to drop onto poor Evelynn. Still, she gets the shivers when spiders are mentioned.

Other:

Open to romance?: Indeed she is, after some time of getting to know that person, of course. Evelynn's had many relationships, but she had always been afraid of the L word. She didn't want to say it too early, nor did she want to say it too late. She also didn't want to say it too much.

Likes: Evelynn enjoys spending her nights in the city, and keeping an eye on her closest friend. At their home, Evelynn lives with a small Maine Coon cat named Mickey. It's a cat, doesn't really need much attention, but boy, does Evelynn ever love snuggling this cat. She's happy to have befriended a feline that actually enjoys pats, cuddles, even being carried around.

Dislikes: Very little will get Evelynn angry and upset, for often they are understanding of the feelings and emotions of those around them. Although when they do, it is often the result of the corrupt government around them. Evelynn has been through the thick and thin of the corruption and it will always anger her when mentioned.

Favorite place to hang out at: (feel free to fill this out once i get the Lore/Area page set up)

Extra: She's pretty athletic, whereas she works out every morning, or night, if she sleeps in. She also is just picking up the guitar and learning.

Accepted! just make sure to add your fav place to hang out :3

 

[Amaya Itami]

BASIC:​

Artist: Unknown​

APPEARANCE: Wears bomber jackets, trenchcoats, anything that covers her up and keeps her toasty. She even dares to wear sweaters in summer — somehow her body can handle it. At work she wears scrubs, changing colours day to day since her dubious hospital has no actual dress code. Her voice is low and measured, and often her conversation partner isn't sure if she's being serious or joking.

EYE COLOUR: Pale grey-brown

HAIR COLOUR: Grey-brown, an almost tan shade.

HEIGHT: 177 cm | 5’9”

WEIGHT: 65.7 kg | 144 lb

NAME: “Oh, don’t worry about that old thing. Just call me Proxy. That’s spelt with all caps, if you want my tag.”

AGE: “In my late twenties; I don’t bother about the specific year, y’know?”

GENDER: Female

SEXUALITY: Pansexual

CLASS: Conjurer

Her summoned device is an old-fashioned game console with a small screen in the middle that even being as ancient as it is, can surf the internet and download the newest file types. The slots in the structure fit any cartridge, card or other insertable media format smaller than itself — though Proxy uses it most to game. It gives people who’ve interacted with her pixel portraits and bestows generic nicknames as if they’re minor NPCs in an RPG. The console also saves all their “dialogue” in logs that can be brought up, and if the other person is past a range of 80 meters or dead, the portrait greys out; if they’re less than healthy and within range, a decreasing HP bar appears. The device is split mint and orange, with a black base and phosphorescent paint detailings on the buttons.

“This baby of mine? Her name's Ex Machina. Isn’t she the prettiest thing?”

BACKGROUND:​

BIO: “Well, I grew up with a family. Like the average human, nothing special.”

Proxy remembers spending a peaceful childhood in Transport Central, and having a happy, wholesome immediate family. Her mother habitually tossed awkward jokes at inopportune times, and her father would chuckle along anyway, more for love of her mother than her quips. She and her sister were always close, with similar interests and similar views of the world, though they became rather estranged later on due to her busy job and her sister’s own tendency to wander. But that was life, and she accepted that perhaps she and her family needed to walk seperate paths.

PERSONALITY: “Hmm, I don’t think I have one of those. Kidding, kidding.”

The prolific gamer doesn’t take herself or her life too seriously, treating the people and problems around her like passers-by that simply happened to be moving alongside her existence for a bit. Proxy interacts with them when she wants to, but doesn’t expect it to last. She’ll make friends, acquaintances, and all the contacts a person needs to keep going, but subconsciously avoids having expectations of them. Sometimes she feels like she has a fear of commitment, but why would she? There’s nothing in her history that would warrant it.

JOB: Registered Nurse (at an unregistered hospital in the Dark Gate)

“Unexpected, right? Here I’d thought I’d end up some underground gaming champion, but no, it seems my skills lie in fixing people instead.”

TRAUMA/TRIGGERS: “Ah, well… I don’t think I have any? Not that I can remember, at least.”

OTHER:​

OPEN TO ROMANCE: Yes — but don’t count on it. Her tendency to friendzone anyone who gets close enough to have a real connection is quite infamous with her colleagues after a certain proposal gone embarrassingly wrong.

LIKES:

• Open world games that aren’t set in NeoGen, and alternatively, bootleg games set in NeoGen that allow her to bash the architecture — she doesn’t hate the the city all that much; she just has no love for it either
• Patients that don’t make a fuss or try to start unnecessary small talk
• People who don’t know her

DISLIKES:

• Bad weather reaching the underbelly of the city; nobody bothers cleaning any public streets and buildings aren’t the most well-made
• People who are serious all the time, and additionally, people who aren’t serious at all when the time comes
• Watching neon-bright, glitchy cutscene animations in the dark of night

FAVOURITE HANGOUT: Surprisingly, it’s her own cramped hellhole of a loft. While not exactly hospitable, it’s relatively safe, unassuming, and protects her from wind, rain and monstrosities of the night. It also holds her very important stash of questionable games.

“Home sweet home — even if it’s way overpriced and hot water never comes on when I need it.”

EXTRA: Her memories aren’t all that reliable. Maybe don’t trust what she says about herself too much.

love the nurse angle totally didn't think ab that! Accepted

 

[Amaya Itami]

Appearance:
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Commonly seen appearance:
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Eye color: Grey

Hair color: Black

Height: 5'11

Weight: 110 kilograms or 242 pounds

Name: Victor Wulf

Age: 30

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Class: Tamer

Pets: 2

Pet Name: Blue

-A large seventy four inch blue vulture who is wearing blue glasses who can fly but only flies when it needs to but most of the time it rides on the crab.

Pet name: Red

- A large blood red coconut crab who is content with allowing the vulture to ride him.

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Background:

Bio: Rumor has it that Victor came from the Wastelands, others argue that he was a hired hitman meant to eliminate one of the gangs in Electric Ave, or maybe he was one of the high rollers of Neon District who lost everything to his name however most can agree you can find this odd man in the Dark Gate pushing his old and dilapidated shopping cart that has a logo on the side that looks like a vulture riding a crab.

Truth be told; He did came from the wastelands before migrating to the Electric Ave. He grew up mostly in the Electric Ave seeing how the gangs interacted with one another and even how his family interacted with their surroundings. Trying to fit into his surroundings was not easy as he was very unfamiliar with the way things work here and various gangs and the various hidden cliques. It should have made Victor a target for bullying growing up but his family kept moving from one part of the Electric Ave to another part multiple times with each move making him more and more distant from children his own age and only being social to his family and not much anyone else before eventually his family would settle down in the Dark Gate.

Not really getting much of an education other than how to move heavy things and how to clean up their home which lead to him getting a job from Carrion services a somewhat cleaning business... The fact that it was in the Dark Gate should have been a big hint that cleaning was not really the main focus of the business. However Victor took it for face value and did not see anything wrong with cleaning up blood stains from the floors, placing the dead animal parts into a black bag, cleaning the bed, changing the bed sheets or the fact that there were two unusual creatures playing with the previous owner dead body. Victor tried pointing this out to one of his co-workers but only to be ignored and ordered to put the body into a body bag and dump it in the dumpsters while the co-workers divide the valuables among themselves.

Victor would place the dead body into body bag before lifting it up and moving the body away from the motel. As he headed towards the nearest dumpster however he noticed that the two creatures were following him as he was about to dump the body into a dumpster, he noticed that the creatures were still staring and waiting for something...as the more Victor thought about what they were waiting for did he decided that maybe they were hungry and decided to unzip the body bag and let the two creatures eat...

While this was a morbid idea and quite frankly took a while for the two creatures to finish, Victor actually waited till they were done and once they seem to be full did Victor asked a simple question to the two creatures "I think there will be more to eat, want to join me for lunch?". The response he would receive grunt from the large creature bird with blue feathers and what looks to be shades while the other creature that the bird rode on seemed to be large blood red crab creature and it seems to be clapping with its claws. Victor took this as a yes as he went back to speak to his co-workers only to notice that they left him a note suggesting that they went back to the office as Victor lead his pets back home with him.

Later on Victor would learn that the bird was a vulture and the crab was a coconut crab based on the drawings he made to show to his father and mother as they did not believe him about these pets and did not knew who he was talking too. But from there the rumors start to come...

Personality: Very detached and socially awkward. He finds it difficult to speak to people if it where not for his respirator mask hiding his face and turning what seems to be uncomfortable pauses into what seems to be drawing breath.

Job: Cleaner

Got vermin in your establishment, no problem.
Got oil stains on the carpets, no problem.
Got a horror gory mess to clean up in your motel, no problem.
Just get in touch with your local Carrion services provider and this odd man will go clean up the place. Prices and services may vary.

Trauma/triggers:
- Attempts to remove the mask. He feels confident with the mask but without it, he just does not know how to act or talk normal.

Other:

Open to romance?: Yes if people can get pass the smell.

Likes:
- Work.
- Pets.
- Family.
- Mask.
- Cleaning.

Dislikes:
- Tough stains.
- Interactions with people.
- People trying to remove his mask.

Favorite place to hang out: The Dark Gate.

Extra!:
- Has a shopping cart which he uses as a transport for his pets and allows him to carry things with him.
- Due to his pets; he has a rotting smell of Dirty decomposition or rotting.

interesting! accepted

 

[Amaya Itami]

Basic:
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Eye color:
Golden

Hair color:
Peach

Height:
5'4"

Weight:
108

Name:
Brenda Hall

Alias:
Queen of Hearts
( This is her signature, basically if she wants to be known this image may appear on the device's screen that's currently being hacked)

Spoiler: Queen of Hearts Appearance

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Persona:
Meiko
(Only images of her has been seen. She has not appeared in public)

Spoiler: Meiko Appearance

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Age:
19

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
Straight

Class:
Conjurer - Extremely High tech lap top

Background:
Bio:
Brenda grew up in Electric Ave . Her mother worked as a stripper and sometimes slept with people for money. Brenda never knew her father cause he was just a client who happen to get her mother pregnant. Brenda didn't have the best upbringing. Her mother dated around, but she had terrible experiences with them. They either would ignore her, bully her around and treat as their personal servant to she would get leered at and inappropriately touched her. Her mother was really no better she was abusive emotionally and physically to Brenda.

Brenda was what would you call a child genius, she was quick learner, had a extremely good memory and loved to read. She even taught herself a lot things and when she would try to show her mother new things she learned and tried to show her how good she was doing school her mother always ignored it not seeming to care. Which played a part in Brenda having low self esteemed.

Unfortunately Brenda spent most of her time alone she didn't really have any friends cause she would just get bullied by other girls especially when she got older. Though she did manage to make one friend when she was 16. She was on her way home when she noticed she was being followed she got scared and tried to lose him but unfortunately ended up in a dead end alley and the guy found her. Just as he was about to reach her he suddenly got kicked in the back of the head and was knocked out cold. To Brenda's surprise it was a girl with blonde hair who looked know older then her. The girl was named Jacqueline and they both became close friends after that day.

When Brenda had discovered she was a hacker she made sure to hide it with her life and the only person she ever told was Jacqueline which who herself was also a hacker. When Brenda was completely alone she would listen to music which was basically keeping her sane in this hell whole. She also loved singing but the only person that's ever heard her sing is her best friend.

Brenda left home at 17 and her Jacqueline became roommates. After moving in together Brenda started a persona known as the Queen of Hearts and used this to get paid for doing different hacking jobs. Her name has become quite known in the underworld. Just recently Brenda has created another persona. After going to hear this Dj that her best friend Jacqueline dragged her to, she got inspired to do something herself. That's when the character Meiko was born a singer/activist who wasn't afraid of anything and anyone. She just a couple of days ago got her first song to play all through out the districts with some help of some hackers. 12am the song started playing everywhere and Meiko's picture was appearing all over the place taking over the districts. It's been two days since then and its still fresh on people's minds and a lot of people are wondering who the heck Meiko is including the powers that be.

Personality:
Brenda is a over all sweet, kind, and caring girl. Around people she is extremely shy and quiet, she won't talk barely much as all. Unfortunately when she's alone and her friend isn't around Brenda is quite the push over. But once you get to know her you see another side of her that's cheerful, determined, clever and even stubborn. Cause of how she grew up self-confidence is pretty low even when she does great things she doesn't see it as particularly special.

Job:
Hacker

Trauma/triggers:
Being alone with a man - it scares the hell out of her cause of her past.

Other:
Open to romance?:
Yes! but uh....might be a bit challenging considering her trigger....but yes open to it!

Likes:
Jackie
Music
Singing
Animals
Anything Strawberry
Games
Black and white movies (and old movies in general)
Books
Getting Hugs from Jackie
A Warlock fan

Dislikes:
Bullies
Perverts
Thunder storms
Spiders
Horror movies

Favorite place to hang out at:
She happen to find a small park area in Transport central completely by accident and uses it as her secret hide away. She doesn't know if anyone else knows about it but she has seen anyone come there yet.

Top Secret Fun Facts:
- Music for Meiko's song was done by Warlock
- Lyrics were written by Brenda and Jacqueline
- Vocals were done by Brenda

Meiko's Song:


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Basic:
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Eye color:
Light Brown

Hair color:
Blonde

Height:
5'6"

Weight:
115

Name:
Jacqueline Hughes

Nickname:
Jackie
(only Brenda calls her this)

Age:
20

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
"Wouldn't you like to know~"

Class:
Emitter

Background:
Bio:
Jacqueline's history is quite the mystery. She doesn't let a whole lot let known about her even her best friend, Brenda, doesn't know much about her past or how she got to where she is today. Jacqueline is tied up with the Mafia, with a leader whose faceless to most. She does different jobs here and there and she's a pole dancer at club in Electric Ave.

Personality:
Jacqueline is very outgoing and definitely more wild then Brenda. She is hyperactive, impulsive, can be manipulative, flirty, and a partier. She always comes across as brave and doesn't care what people think about her. She's going to do what she wants whether other people likes it or not. She's not a push over and will fight back. Jacquline is basically what Brenda based Meiko off of, someone she wishes she was more like. But Even though Jacqueline doesn't appear to have a care in the world. That's because she's good at hiding it. Jacquline is quite the actress and is very good at putting on a mask.

Job:
Works for the mafia and at a club as a pole dancer.

Trauma/triggers:
TBA

Other:
Open to romance?:
Yes

Likes:
Brenda
Drinking
Music
Partying
Fashion
Shopping
Spicy foods

Dislikes:
"Make Brenda cry and you die."
Bullies
Being bossed around
Spoiled Rich Brats

Favorite place to hang out at:
Anywhere there's a good party​

love brenda's background didn't think anyone would chose to grow up in Electrive ave but really creative bio, Accepted!

 

[Amaya Itami]

Basic:

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Eye color:
Blue

Hair color:
Black

Height:
5'10

Weight:
152 LB

Name:
Killian Newsy

Age:
24

Gender:
Male

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Class:
Conjurer: A small phone-like device that Killian keeps tucked into his sleeve. With just a flick of his wrist, he can have the device into the palm of his hand before you can blink. The device has seen better days and has obviously been disassembled and reassembled numerous times. Killian has reverse-engineered the device, upgraded it, and completely revised it so many times that it's practically unrecognizable from the first time he conjured it.

Background:

Bio:
Here's what people think happened: Kieran B. Hargreeves, an upcoming heister pulling off scores on tech stores, labs, and tech expos all across the city, gets betrayed by his boss, gets sent to prison, escapes, and dies in a burning car after a botched escape attempt while running from the long arms of the law.

Here's what really happened: Kieran B. Hargreeves, a tech start-up wannabe with too bad of a record to ever hope of getting a proper job in the field he wanted decided the best course of action was to take matters into his own hands and steal enough pieces of hardware and software from around the city to start his own little hub of invention. Along the way, however, he forgets what it's all for, gets left for dead, and sent off to the local penitentiary. Escaping by the skin of his teeth, he fakes his death, changes his name to Killian Newsy, and starts over.

How did he do any of it, you ask? What was it all for? Well, it goes like this:

Spoiler: The rest

Will write a detailed version of the bio tomorrow. Right now, I gotta sleep.

Personality:
Killian's a witty, charismatic kind of guy while, at the same time acting pretty goofy and friendly to friends and strangers alike. He either charms people with his natural charisma or his affable nature. Either or, he tends to be a pleaser and is overall very laidback for a wanted fugitive, from his ridiculous little magic tricks to his inability to take most things seriously. Underneath his exterior, though, is a surprising amount of wisdom. He knows when to pick his battles and knows never to let people get TOO close.

Job:
Conman/Thief, currently looking for a legitimate job

Triggers:
Killian's triggers are more subtle. His trust issues are very prevalent and will rear its ugly head whenever he has to put any measure of faith in someone. Because of this, he prefers to just do everything himself, unwilling to rely on anyone other than himself.

Open to romance?:
Yes, though Killian's trust issues make romance a hard concept to grasp for him.

Likes:
Magic tricks
Programming
Building tech
Performances
Instrumental music
The color purple

Dislikes:
Unprofessional thieves
Family
Styrofoam squeaking

Favorite place to hang out at:
An abandoned underground parking garage in transport central closed and forgotten by the city. The entire site was built over by warehouses, but Killian knows a few ways to get in. He's set up a small workshop to develop his inventions when he has the time.

Extra:
-He's not the best at hacking or using his conjurer abilities, but he's practically unmatched when it comes to building supercomputer-like homemade electronics and writing programs that do the hacking for him.
-Is obsessed with magic tricks. He performs for anyone who wants to see him do a trick when he's not conning people on the streets.​

Accepted!

 

[free cake]

Wan Saengkaew

basics.

age : 26
gender : female.
sexuality : bisexual.
ethnicity : thai.
class : conjurer. the item she summons is a mask, as pictured in her appearance. through this mask and it’s neurotechnology, she’s able to access a very small bit of the internet and a short music playlist, as most of the tech is devoted to a network she uses to hack into cameras, security systems, etc. she would look pretty inconspicuous, especially in the more polluted areas of the city, if it weren’t for her eyes; because of how her eyes are affected by her powers, she has to stay pretty hidden when she uses them.

visage.

eye color : dark brown. when she uses her conjured device, they spark with yellow electricity.
hair color : black.
height : 5 feet and 5 inches.
weight : 122lbs.
build : she has a lean body, with her shoulders a bit wider than her hips. she has defined arms and legs.

persona.

- personality :
a life of unpopularity has driven Wan into a life of introversion. she has poor social skills and only really speaks when she’s spoken to, and even then, her sentences are terse and brief. after a life filled with suffering, she’s been left with a disregard for her own safety that causes her to act rather brashly and swing towards extremes; it’s also left her with a serious case of masochism and apathy. she doesn’t care how she’s hurt, as long as she’s alive and making money. Infact, the pain that comes her way is probably deserved and she’s being rightfully punished for her life of crime. a positive to her eccentricity is that it’s hard to weird her out, and she’s pretty accepting and non-judgemental of people (if she was, she probably wouldn't be making the money that she does). you can try your best to get close to her, but she always puts up a wall to keep you out. a lot of her personality contradicts itself; she’s truly an anomaly, to everyone including herself.
job :
during the night, she works as a bouncer at a club in the neon district. she may not be very big, but she’s infamous in the clubber community there for always being armed and trigger-happy.
during the day, she’s a stalker-for-hire, using her tech to help the mafia and whoever else to pin down a target, their whereabouts, where they sleep at night, their friends and family, etc. because she works for whatever gang requires her services, she’s not well-liked by any of them; despite this, she manages to stay (mostly) out of trouble due to the usefulness of her work. it’s a dangerous job, one that frequently gets her threatened, robbed and even beaten. it’s hard to quit though, as the money she receives from it is hard to give up.
trauma :
she’s still a bit nervous when it comes to cooking her own food due to her childhood.
she also gets physically sick whenever she drinks alcohol due to her abusive relationship.
she’s terrified of cops and their dogs, especially german shepherds.
favorite place to hang out : either the bar she works at, or a small internet cafe on the same street, as they never question her eyes.
likes : udon, nightclubs, neon lights, action movies, reality tv, tight clothes, feeling in control, and black coffee.
dislikes : police, dogs, alcohol (especially hard liquor like vodka), soda, sugar, dresses, feeling hot, being alone on the street (it makes her feel like she’s being followed).
fun facts :
- she can’t hold her liquor at all; two shots and she can barely stand straight.
- she’s an occasional drug user, and finds cocaine helps her do her job quicker (as for her accuracy..…)
- her gun is a .45 caliber 10mm pistol. she also carries a small pocket knife.
- her cooking is disgusting, and even the strongest stomachs with the most pity for Wan rarely make it past two bites. she is fully aware of this.
- she likes to work out, even though she’s not the healthiest.
is she open to romance? : one of her unhealthy habits is falling into relationships quickly and breaking up just as quick, and she'll date pretty much anyone that asks.

archive.

backstory : Wan hasn’t had the easiest life up till now; she grew up in a dirty, cramped apartment located in the Dark Gate, while her single mother spent her days working on Electric Ave as an adult actress. Despite being paid heavily for her work, she still lived a life of poverty, spending every cent she earned on club drugs.
Wan’s mother wasn’t in her life much to begin with, and after one night when she was five years old, where her mother walked out the door and never returned, her life didn’t change much. Her apartment had other people living in it her whole life, though people never seemed to stay for more than a month; it was like one stop in hundreds in the lives of criminals that were constantly on the run or out of money. She managed to survive thanks to the people that came through, living off of their ramen noodles and canned fish.
Unsurprisingly, she never had a positive influence in her childhood, with the absence of her mother and the debauchery of those who lived in her apartment; she was witness to plenty of drug dealing and taking, violence, sex and even a few overdoses and deaths. She was sexually, physically and mentally abused all too often by these people, powerless with no one who cared enough to protect her.
Her life seemed destined for endless poverty, drug running, prostitution and an early death, until one day when she was nine; the oven had suddenly stopped working, and while reaching behind it to try and find the source of the shortage, the exposed wires in the wall exposed her to a massive shock of electricity. She was instantly knocked unconscious, and unbeknownst to her, her conjuring powers had been jump-started to life. When she awoke, he brain felt fuzzy and different somehow, as if a light had been turned on in her head. After the incident, action by the city was finally taken and the apartment building was condemned, no longer deemed safe to live in.
The rest of her childhood and teenage years were spent as a street urchin, occasionally being let in by kind strangers, but mostly wandering the streets in the day and sleeping in motel and restaurant lobbies at night. She started making money offering her services as a teen, and eventually had enough to find an apartment at Electric Ave.
Still finding herself influenced by her mother, she occasionally used prostitution when she was low on rent and wasn’t making enough each month. This life led her to meet a man named Lee Thorn. At first he was a customer, but he quickly took pity on Wan for the life she led and offered to let her live rent-free with him in his luxury apartment in the Genesis district as long as she stopped selling her body.
Wan was too desperate and broke to turn him down, and agreed to live with him, where she quickly became his partner. She spent her days at home while he went to work, and when he came home they would go out to eat, go clubbing, and in general, enjoy their life as a couple.
While Wan wasn’t particularly in love, she couldn’t turn down the dates Lee took her on; this life, the clean home, the delicious food, the beautiful sights were all so different from what she was used to. She never thought in her wildest dreams that she would live so comfortably.
It wasn’t long however, before this dream turned nightmarish. The signs started cropping up early in their relationship, with him preventing her from going out during the day ‘for her safety’, and never once asking her for her opinion on their date locations, even if it meant she’d be pressured to drink. Their outings slowly decreased in frequency, and whenever he did take her out, it was only to drink. They’d stay at the bars until late at night, Lee only allowing Wan to leave with him when she was blackout drunk. She tried to protest and go elsewhere on their outings, but her boyfriend whined and manipulated her until she gave in. This was the case in many aspects of their relationship- especially in bed. Due to her childhood, Wan is extremely cautious and shy in bed, but Lee would beg and guilt her until she finally agreed.
They began to drift apart, with Wan only staying because of the security he provided her. Once she started standing up for herself against his sexual advantages, he outright forbade her from ever leaving the house. Instead of glamorous dates whenever Lee came home, Wan was forced into loud arguments that even turned physical a couple of times.
When he started threatening not only to hurt her but to give her up to police for being a conjurer, she decided she couldn’t deal with this relationship and left, picking the lock on the front door and leaving a note while he was at work. He was furious when he got home, and instead of trying to contact her, went to straight to the police, telling them everything he knew about her, including her prostitution and tech magic.
Luckily she had already left Genesis District by the time she found police after her, and after an extremely stressful weekend of running from police, breaking into motels to hide, taking refuge with mafia, etc., she made it off their trail. Ever since, she’s been terrified of the Genesis District and has never returned. She always carries a weapon with her incase she sees her ex-lover ever again.

coded by incandescent

 

[Amaya Itami]

Wan Saengkaew

basics.

age : 26
gender : female.
sexuality : bisexual.
ethnicity : thai.
class : conjurer. the item she summons is a mask, as pictured in her appearance. through this mask and it’s neurotechnology, she’s able to access a very small bit of the internet and a short music playlist, as most of the tech is devoted to a network she uses to hack into cameras, security systems, etc. she would look pretty inconspicuous, especially in the more polluted areas of the city, if it weren’t for her eyes; because of how her eyes are affected by her powers, she has to stay pretty hidden when she uses them.

visage.

eye color : dark brown. when she uses her conjured device, they spark with yellow electricity.
hair color : black.
height : 5 feet and 5 inches.
weight : 122lbs.
build : she has a lean body, with her shoulders a bit wider than her hips. she has defined arms and legs.

persona.

- personality :
a life of unpopularity has driven Wan into a life of introversion. she has poor social skills and only really speaks when she’s spoken to, and even then, her sentences are terse and brief. after a life filled with suffering, she’s been left with a disregard for her own safety that causes her to act rather brashly and swing towards extremes; it’s also left her with a serious case of masochism and apathy. she doesn’t care how she’s hurt, as long as she’s alive and making money. Infact, the pain that comes her way is probably deserved and she’s being rightfully punished for her life of crime. a positive to her eccentricity is that it’s hard to weird her out, and she’s pretty accepting and non-judgemental of people (if she was, she probably wouldn't be making the money that she does). you can try your best to get close to her, but she always puts up a wall to keep you out. a lot of her personality contradicts itself; she’s truly an anomaly, to everyone including herself.
job :
during the night, she works as a bouncer at a club in the neon district. she may not be very big, but she’s infamous in the clubber community there for always being armed and trigger-happy.
during the day, she’s a stalker-for-hire, using her tech to help the mafia and whoever else to pin down a target, their whereabouts, where they sleep at night, their friends and family, etc. because she works for whatever gang requires her services, she’s not well-liked by any of them; despite this, she manages to stay (mostly) out of trouble due to the usefulness of her work. it’s a dangerous job, one that frequently gets her threatened, robbed and even beaten. it’s hard to quit though, as the money she receives from it is hard to give up.
trauma :
she’s still a bit nervous when it comes to cooking her own food due to her childhood.
she also gets physically sick whenever she drinks alcohol due to her abusive relationship.
she’s terrified of cops and their dogs, especially german shepherds.
favorite place to hang out : either the bar she works at, or a small internet cafe on the same street, as they never question her eyes.
likes : udon, nightclubs, neon lights, action movies, reality tv, tight clothes, feeling in control, and black coffee.
dislikes : police, dogs, alcohol (especially hard liquor like vodka), soda, sugar, dresses, feeling hot, being alone on the street (it makes her feel like she’s being followed).
fun facts :
- she can’t hold her liquor at all; two shots and she can barely stand straight.
- she’s an occasional drug user, and finds cocaine helps her do her job quicker (as for her accuracy..…)
- her gun is a .45 caliber 10mm pistol. she also carries a small pocket knife.
- her cooking is disgusting, and even the strongest stomachs with the most pity for Wan rarely make it past two bites. she is fully aware of this.
- she likes to work out, even though she’s not the healthiest.
is she open to romance? : one of her unhealthy habits is falling into relationships quickly and breaking up just as quick, and she'll date pretty much anyone that asks.

archive.

backstory : Wan hasn’t had the easiest life up till now; she grew up in a dirty, cramped apartment located in the Dark Gate, while her single mother spent her days working on Electric Ave as an adult actress. Despite being paid heavily for her work, she still lived a life of poverty, spending every cent she earned on club drugs.
Wan’s mother wasn’t in her life much to begin with, and after one night when she was five years old, where her mother walked out the door and never returned, her life didn’t change much. Her apartment had other people living in it her whole life, though people never seemed to stay for more than a month; it was like one stop in hundreds in the lives of criminals that were constantly on the run or out of money. She managed to survive thanks to the people that came through, living off of their ramen noodles and canned fish.
Unsurprisingly, she never had a positive influence in her childhood, with the absence of her mother and the debauchery of those who lived in her apartment; she was witness to plenty of drug dealing and taking, violence, sex and even a few overdoses and deaths. She was sexually, physically and mentally abused all too often by these people, powerless with no one who cared enough to protect her.
Her life seemed destined for endless poverty, drug running, prostitution and an early death, until one day when she was nine; the oven had suddenly stopped working, and while reaching behind it to try and find the source of the shortage, the exposed wires in the wall exposed her to a massive shock of electricity. She was instantly knocked unconscious, and unbeknownst to her, her conjuring powers had been jump-started to life. When she awoke, he brain felt fuzzy and different somehow, as if a light had been turned on in her head. After the incident, action by the city was finally taken and the apartment building was condemned, no longer deemed safe to live in.
The rest of her childhood and teenage years were spent as a street urchin, occasionally being let in by kind strangers, but mostly wandering the streets in the day and sleeping in motel and restaurant lobbies at night. She started making money offering her services as a teen, and eventually had enough to find an apartment at Electric Ave.
Still finding herself influenced by her mother, she occasionally used prostitution when she was low on rent and wasn’t making enough each month. This life led her to meet a man named Lee Thorn. At first he was a customer, but he quickly took pity on Wan for the life she led and offered to let her live rent-free with him in his luxury apartment in the Genesis district as long as she stopped selling her body.
Wan was too desperate and broke to turn him down, and agreed to live with him, where she quickly became his partner. She spent her days at home while he went to work, and when he came home they would go out to eat, go clubbing, and in general, enjoy their life as a couple.
While Wan wasn’t particularly in love, she couldn’t turn down the dates Lee took her on; this life, the clean home, the delicious food, the beautiful sights were all so different from what she was used to. She never thought in her wildest dreams that she would live so comfortably.
It wasn’t long however, before this dream turned nightmarish. The signs started cropping up early in their relationship, with him preventing her from going out during the day ‘for her safety’, and never once asking her for her opinion on their date locations, even if it meant she’d be pressured to drink. Their outings slowly decreased in frequency, and whenever he did take her out, it was only to drink. They’d stay at the bars until late at night, Lee only allowing Wan to leave with him when she was blackout drunk. She tried to protest and go elsewhere on their outings, but her boyfriend whined and manipulated her until she gave in. This was the case in many aspects of their relationship- especially in bed. Due to her childhood, Wan is extremely cautious and shy in bed, but Lee would beg and guilt her until she finally agreed.
They began to drift apart, with Wan only staying because of the security he provided her. Once she started standing up for herself against his sexual advantages, he outright forbade her from ever leaving the house. Instead of glamorous dates whenever Lee came home, Wan was forced into loud arguments that even turned physical a couple of times.
When he started threatening not only to hurt her but to give her up to police for being a conjurer, she decided she couldn’t deal with this relationship and left, picking the lock on the front door and leaving a note while he was at work. He was furious when he got home, and instead of trying to contact her, went to straight to the police, telling them everything he knew about her, including her prostitution and tech magic.
Luckily she had already left Genesis District by the time she found police after her, and after an extremely stressful weekend of running from police, breaking into motels to hide, taking refuge with mafia, etc., she made it off their trail. Ever since, she’s been terrified of the Genesis District and has never returned. She always carries a weapon with her incase she sees her ex-lover ever again.

coded by incandescent

wow that was a pretty intense back story but i was hooked, accepted.